eulogy for the lost
why oh why little pot of white simmer eyeshadow did you feel the need to so violently end your life leaving your entrails all over your fellow mates? did the previous self-detonation of your brother, purple shimmer eyeshadow, lead you to come sort of existentialist suicide? did i treat you so bad? never abused yet never neglected. did life as a little pot of shimmery powder disgust you so? you had your purpose in life and performed it well. here you are now flowing down into the unknown twists and turns of the ny plumbing system. was your final purpose to create this pearly water effect? beautiful it is but sadly even your final gift of beauty will be erased… dissipating into the murky waters of the city’s sewage. perhaps you had the right philosophy. live hard. bring beauty. die young.
farewell my trusty little shimmer pot. you will be missed.