it's not like i had any hold.)
red drops on his lip
tell him if you had more
time it wouldn't be like
this, it wouldn't be -

unedited, unresolved,
word whispered, word


artistboy ruins his
canvas to the beat of
a thrumming heart on
the stereo, white noise
white water

in my eyes

collect his shadow
stumble in the dark
under blankets under stars

(say it again, i didn't hear you.)