being
caught in your chest with
my face tucked into your shirt while
the actors fought on the screen and
i could hear the blood pouring while
you laughed at my squeals
standing between aisles
ten minutes before closing with
the music scratching softly on the speaker
my jean jacket and the plastic cup
filled with tea and the
man who looked up as i laughed
spring air on my arms as
I walk out the door and you
follow behind me shouting my name
the cool of the concrete as
I rest my head and
think about how manufactured
your smile looked
like a product you produced
curled
in a ball with the door
creaking and my breath is loud
shaking the bed
turn on the radio with the
projecting noise to cancel out
solidarity
Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 4:19 PM UTC
being
caught in your chest with
my face tucked into your shirt while
the actors fought on the screen and
i could hear the blood pouring while
you laughed at my squeals
standing between aisles
ten minutes before closing with
the music scratching softly on the speaker
my jean jacket and the plastic cup
filled with tea and the
man who looked up as i laughed
spring air on my arms as
I walk out the door and you
follow behind me shouting my name
the cool of the concrete as
I rest my head and
think about how manufactured
your smile looked
like a product you produced
curled
in a ball with the door
creaking and my breath is loud
shaking the bed
turn on the radio with the
projecting noise to cancel out
solidarity