Weird Feelings
I have some weird feelings.
The feeling when you run away from home and you forgot your umbrella…
…But it hasn’t rained yet, so maybe you’ll be ok…
I’m too young to have learned to pack enough sweatshirts.
You want to have enough clothes packed.
Forever.
Don’t forget to bring a toothbrush.
I have to find some way to remember…
Smell some flowers you’ve never smelled.
They might be poisonous.
But that doesn’t matter these days.
Heaven is when you have a weird feeling.
Wearing an old t-shirt.
Reaching for-
The accident.
Waiting for my car to be repaired.
They said it would take awhile.
Maybe my car will be ok.
I never got a call from my insurance company though.
Maybe my car is alive out there.
But that’s the last I heard from the other side.
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2025
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