CHAOS.
Prompt 3
Bailey Andrea Tolentino
Age: 20
Location: The Met Museum (83rd & 5th), and then the deli on Madison Ave, and then the subway. Downtown & Brooklyn bound.
Written: Christmas Break 2024
Photo by Ella Smith
dream girl
and so I find myself in the deli,
chewing at my gums.
rum ba dum tum
chew it up, spit it out
step on my bubblegum.
I wonder if I’m grown enough now
to drink straight rum.
ba dum pum bum pum
chew it up, spit it out
I hate being young.
I fear I am a little too good at it.
I could walk around the deli, look for something to eat.
but I would rather reflect on us
and suck on my thumb.
I miss the delirium.
chew it up, spit it out
I wanna live
like I’m gonna die young!
chew it up, spit it out
… yum.
nothing could taste better than this.
swirl it ‘round and ‘round
ba dum pum bum tum
reach for the divot in my back
reach sooooo far back
you get stuck in it,
love.
chew it up, spit it out.
bite it.
bite my tongue!
I’m so tired but I never want to sleep again.
chew you up, spit you out.
are you really even here?
I don’t know, I don’t care,
I just need you to need me.
I’m so sad but I never want to smile again.
chew me up, throw me down
j-j-just like ecstasy.
I’m too dreamy; could it be true?
you don’t know, you don’t care,
you just need to see it through.
I’m gonna throw it away!
All of it away for This
I’m a girl I’m enough
It all makes sense
It all adds up.
Draw me in Pull me away
Drag me down Swallow my whims
I am lost but
don’t you dare
Let me get Found.
[And actually I think I felt myself slip away around 9 P.M. that night. You smiled like I was the reason there was light on this earth. And soil in the ground.]
step on me, speed it up
bite down on your gums.
rum tum tum
keep it down, baby
oh my God, fuck it up!!!
nothing could feel better than this.
I grab onto your skin.
grab me! kiss, kiss.
[I don’t know quite when you
settled to give up on this.]
but it seems I have to settle now, or else I’ll never grow up.
So, I’ll walk around the deli, imagine the taste of rum.
I’ll search for something, anything ‘deli - cious’.
at the deli… maybe rum?
ba dum pum bum dum?
yeah, yeah.
give me some.
blow it up. spit it out.
pull me back, delirium.