The air is caught in my lungs
and the sun in my eyes.
Songs that I have never heard
are playing so loud
that I know all the words.
There is so much air
in so little a space
that I cannot even breathe.
I forgot what I look like,
and the mirrors refuse to tell me.
We are moving so fast
that my world slows to a stop
and my skins burns
through my chest,
pouring acid over my heart.
Kiss me again.