white lines down this road

(photo by kwesi abbensetts)

we spoke in white noise nasally lifting white lines off upper decks
it was like we worked for the city our whole life
she stared into glassy glossed over corneas and caked up sleep in corners
we slept on money tucked away between comforts and a life we’d never get back
but we slept better than most
we woke up to windows blocking out anything natural and i loved her like she was dark
in shadows between the soul and wall
and if we stand in this room long enough we’ll collapse it all
we’ll fuck to collapse the darkness
we’ll love til we collapse our lungs
and we’ll keep lifting these white lines until we can’t lift ourselves

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