Memes Come Here to Die

And what you wanted to be yours has made it mine
Soundgarden
Fell on Black Days

Tish tagged me with the ‘If I could be…’ meme. I was tempted to merely hyperlink Romy’s excellent responses, but if too many people find out how great Romy is, they might start spending all their time over there, and I would soon grow very lonely and sad, and become dangerously wistful for people I’ve only recently met and grown terribly attached to.

If I could be a scientist, I’d come up to meet you tell you I’m sorry, you don’t know how lovely you are. I’d have to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart.

If I could be an architect, I’d build a balustrade to keep you home, to keep you safe from the outside world, but the angles and the corners, even though my work is unparalleled, they never seemed to meet.

If I could be a writer, you could have the rights. It could make a million for you overnight.

If I could be a painter, I’d be lazy all the time, painting lines, sleeping at bus stops, wondering how I got my name.

If I could be a professor, I’d feel that I should know what makes her come and what makes her stay, what makes the animal run, run away and what makes him tick apart from his prick, and the lonelier side of the jealousy stick.

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know…