I ran my fingers through your hair

Ran my words through your insecurities

I was high

Serotonin

Dancing

It all seems so distant

We looked at the stars

We didn't look at each other

You are my friend

I will crash so soon

Now this place
Has the stains of my sadness

I'm in a mcdonalds parking lot

Thinking about what a ******* wreck some of this town is

But you'll get that anywhere anyway

Because what can we help doing

When were driven by desires

We **** it all up

Even ourselves

Look at this food I'm eating

It's all ****


But I see bright lights

In the eyes of even the homeless

Well I feel it in me now
I said
Your lovely cheeks becoming red
I feel the tired tightness
In my chest and in my bones
Variations on the theme of
"Will I ever have a home?"
I think I love you
Whispered you
In my ears and flowing through
The air around our touching lips
Moments before the moment rips
Itself beside its fragile frame
There is no there
It's all the same
This time and then
What happens next
Like remnants of some withered text
A marble statue of my passions
The instant that they
Fall away

I smile as tears fall down my cheeks
Saltwater as response
Tear ducts open to melancholy music
I smile because I am experienced
I know these tears like family
And yes the thought of my family makes me cry
They are all like songs themselves
Tragic and cutting deep
I cannot look at them
without
       falling

Violin harmonizes with her voice
My soul harmonizes with the ambiance
The atmosphere of this place is
Haunting

Static surrounds my body
Unholy
Crackling sound
Spaces between the places
Between what's real
My fingers trace figure eights
On book spines
Compromising with air
Bartering exhale for breath