Everything

all i ever wanted was everything, a show that never happened but quiet possible the best thing i have ever done. we laughed, we cried, we joshed, we shrugged. The times were good, every moment was rewarding, we were friends, the best friends, we had plywood faces and oil tears, everybody saw and no one saw a thing. our lips tasted of wood, no one achieved anything and the show never happened. the photos were taken, clothes were lost, we ate bread, burned fossils and caught wasps, we made memories that were immediately forgotten, they weren’t memories they were dreams, i haven’t ever dreamed of them but i may, i used things from the house, i used things from other houses, i was in places other than houses like hotels and footpaths and even in water.