you only pray on two ams /
under neon lights of bars' storefronts /
the world tastes like gargled salt water, if you close your eyes hard enough it smells like cotton candy /
but you don't have to try to see imaginary strangers holding up peace signs, a ******* /
fireflies in your vision /
snowflakes in the spring, falling leaves in a summer night, cherry blossoms of the dead winter /
a broken dam /
streams of words wild /
before you can get your address out of your lips /
blackout.