I grab onto fire hydrants
Because they feel just like your heart
Completely untouched
Dusty and red
I stare up at the street lights
Because they look just like your eyes
Painfully blinding
Pale and vulnerable
I scream at the cars
Because they sound just like your words
Ridiculously loud
Rusty and metallic
I lick all the glass buildings
Because they taste just like your kiss
Chillingly artificial
Transparent and busy
I linger with the tradesman
Because they smell just like your tension
Deathly anxious
Uptight and stuffy
Feb 3, 2025
Feb 3, 2025 at 10:10 PM UTC
I grab onto fire hydrants
Because they feel just like your heart
Completely untouched
Dusty and red
I stare up at the street lights
Because they look just like your eyes
Painfully blinding
Pale and vulnerable
I scream at the cars
Because they sound just like your words
Ridiculously loud
Rusty and metallic
I lick all the glass buildings
Because they taste just like your kiss
Chillingly artificial
Transparent and busy
I linger with the tradesman
Because they smell just like your tension
Deathly anxious
Uptight and stuffy
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