Shameful,
seeping slowly through pockmarked regret
routine maintenance of routine self destruction
sipping as we overflow
I feel you exhale in my arms
And I clutch the pattern of your breath
Rhythmic and stale
Weaving safety nets of mumbled adoration
Can you catch me from this height?
Keep me static?
Press your weight against my shoulder
As we sink together
Shameful,
soaking in our pride and reckless beauty
steeped in stumbling sidewalks and midnight eyes
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