clean the pans,
and hide under the tunnel,
wait til we give up.
I've been losing sleep.
I've been keeping myself up.
smart, sexy flesh, mind time.
in barefeet.
given back to backyards.
light the lamps of the last life.
from brooklyn to hawthorne.
I am completely nowhere.
will we both be happy?
the stadiums in which we want to mistakenly belong.
june months and bug weeks.
I go home with a cigarette on my lips and love in my lungs.
for lonely death will creep.
and I still love you.
tell me darling, where shall we weep?