Thursday, February 23, 2017

Midnight eyes

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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