blue lights line the floor
casting shadows of
ocean waves and one too many
tidal times go ticking by
red-eyed dreamer stumbles
your head gently floats along
gets lost in
the purple haze that
encompasses these glass animals
cigarette smoke fills the room
drawing patterns through the air
a haphazard artist
empty gallery hangs
wet lips and dry clothing
left your yellow umbrella at the door
pressed up against
(left up against)
it doesn't matter who
her eyes are distant moons
illuminating alleyways
and old benches in the park
strands of gold falling over
starving shoulders
and he doesn't even care
hand in hand
sweat on sweat
skin on skin
god showed me a while ago
that no one wins
drowning in
slurred speech, velvet whispers
hot breath against your ear
sober thoughts without a voice
falling through the floor
the piano sounds so heavy
these words sound much heavier
friend, please
I need
somebody
to drive me home
