fainting

in the tightly knit
rooms
stuffed with items marked
on sale,
last chance
the ac is broken.
i see a sign on the wall
that reads,
smile.
you have one life to
live.
live it as a blonde.
my eyes are wet
with salt.
my mouth is dry.
i step gently upon
the ladder
to reach the ceiling.
the fuzziness of fainting
arrives
as i tumble to the floor.
it's a sweet
passing out.
with dreams, with nothing
left to worry
about.