Downstairs, halfway dead, suckin down coffee from a black old fountain
Is your home where you lay your head or where your fake swordfish is mounted?
Eyes-cross, habitually I would leave the room prematurely with a tiny little pile of dark roast grounds where I once stood just enough there to keep me safe
Rained-out, wrapped right up in our metaphorical overpriced ponchos
Endless rides home, circling the block for the whisper of a word we didn't know how to use in a sentence
Drank myself silly in the basement alone, and the spiders were showing off a sense of humor on the ceiling, spinning letters together
I read “ we keep you safe."
Lost art, lost boy watching a grown man drink a 211 at 11 a.m. Our old joy!
But everything is changing even faster than it was back then. You hold me
It feels like I am finally closing my eyes after a year and a half long day, and I am tired as hell
Listen close, do you know that you keep me safe?
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