brook yung: if you don't cry then..I don't know..

She lives…Two blocks from heaven, and just across the street from God. She has a heart like a lighthouse and the most beautiful egg-shelled color eyes you have ever seen, her name is Bianca..And Bianca believes rainbows are like angels because she’s never seen one and sometimes she asks me to explain what one looks like. So I tell her, rainbows are like, running your fingers through piano keys, and if you listen closely you can hear the color in each note, but she doesnt play the piano very well…See her body and her soul has shadowed underneath her skin and ever since her brother was sentence to an electric chair for a crime, he did not commit, what a broken shell she has become..For her depression, they give her ECT…Electric Compulsive Therapy, a non-government approach that outs her face to face with a thunderbolt and God every week, so I asked the doctors “What does it feel like to watch my cousin’s body spazz and jerk like an earthquake fighting with the sky, her bones, break and spin as if she were dancing and the word “CLEAR!” becomes the true and the convulsions turn into back spins and her head locks the “click-clack” like a jam on the remote control, have you ever seen a blind girl ticked off?! She ticks like a washer machine, and she ticks, she ticks like a human clocker on a machine gun, or a human clock and her deathwish watts and rocks and doo-wops like she only has grenades for joints and pipe bombs for bones, you ever seen a blind girl ticked off?!? Its like an exorcism, like washer machines on speed dry, breaking and bruising this wall surrounding, its like 400 volts giving her an invitation to dance but aint no mirrors in these hospital rooms, just first class trip tickets to deathbeds and grave sites but they talk, they tell her this is suppose bring her closer to her brother, it shows her what it feels like to be strapped and fried but still innocence as this time she can actually see what a rainbow looks like and its nothing like piano keys, its like a holocaust being thrown through the sky CLEAR!…..So just be patient that the sprinkle of a tic tac wont bring her memory back, so now she can hear voices pulsating from under her like CLEAR! Just because you are blind, doesnt mean that you’re inadequate, God just lends you his eyes so now you can see the heaven in us CLEAR! If you ever feel that you are hopeless, just remember you have a 20/20 heart and your words are the only eyes you will ever need to guide you CLEAR! There was a truth in your mother’s belly, a light that shined down on you before you were born and I believe your blindness is a point of not being scared to stare at the truth CLEAR! and just like any other deaths…All it takes is the wrong bang or wrong move to end somebody’s life in a spin or split second……February..My cousin’s body spazzed and jerked so hard that it broke her spine in 3 places, had me thinking, “what’s the difference between giving somebody Electric Compulsive Therapy and actually giving them the electric chair for a crime they did not commit?” She lives two blocks down from heaven and right across the street from God, she has a heart like a lighthouse and the most beautiful egg-shelled colored eyes you will ever see, her name is Bianca, and Bianca believes that angels are like rainbows so she paints one in the sky to let the world know that she’s dancing and sometimes when that sun shines off of that upside down holocaust multi-colored frown in the sky, I listen and I swear..I know what I can hear and it sounds just like music…

brook yung