Crazy silly little (not so little)
scatterbrain
that I'm always picking up after
"Hey, you left your jacket!"
Somehow can't keep her day in hear head
theater rehearsals and X-Files episodes overlap
but she somehow doesn't notice
until ten o clock thirty, when The X-Files is over
and she's a wondering frenzy as to how it all happened
Asks for phone numbers over and again,
writes them on everything
always with faded writing on the back of her hands
*bring tape*
-CALL-
*Don't forget!!!*
"Hey, what's that big star you have drawn on yourself?"
Her brows scrunch and then her eyes open wide
and she runs off to the place she's already supposed to be
Shedding everything that's not tight in her grip as
she runs
from one crazy idea
to the next.
She'll forget where she is
in the middle of her crazy ramble
roll her eyes around and ask you where she was
and also ask if that University of Latvia shirt you're holding might be hers
because she doesn't know anyone else with one like it
and come to think of it
she can't remember the last time she's seen hers.
"Yeah, it's yours. Take it."
She's sweet and apologetic
and then every paper falls out of the overstruffed front pocket
of her technicolor collaged binder
and begin to blow away as her iced tea spills
everyone laughs
she
laughs
and life
is
good
except that maybe she doesn't know where to find her journalism notebook
and she forgot to do her homework, too.
Dedicated to Selin