heat's got our legs
sticking to the vinyl, a half-empty
bottle of corona between us,
blotting out the stars and whatever else
i can't seem to forget. night is
endless, a thousand different city lights
studied in microscopic hometowns.
colors swirl behind my eyelids,
your favorite song on the radio matching to
the beat my heart makes
as it slams against my
i take a sip and taste
you in my mouth, a dirty mountain homicide,
our smiles all revenge and no lust.
the air is too thick for spring and
i tell you that i'm drowning, we're swimming
towards the bottom of another bottle and
you should've told me no and
i should've left a long time ago.