74 / Streets

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8-10-17
Everytime i speak,
My teeth chip each other,
Trying to fall out with the words
That sound as sharp.

Blood drips from your tongue,
That touches me with bud,
And you piss red by the time we done,
I'm inside of you.

Early morning light,
Laces us up,
Crossing it over
And over and over,
Tight till we can't breathe.
We took heaven by the eyelashes,
Rained stereo light
In sparks on the bitch.
She blushes,
Keeps her LEDs watching us.

Cancer on the dinner plates,
Running away from the truth,
Cause we got lockjaw
Keeping secrets.
That ash on your denim,
That dirt on your kicks,
That shadow in your eyes.
I know what her love looks like,
Don't girls drive you fucking crazy?

He's gentle when he marks me up,
Like a price.
I don't deteriorate,
Neither do they,
Window shopping,
They ain't seen something look this real.
The lowlife I'm leading
Loves me,
Took me by the neck,
And taught me to bite down
On limitations.
Get too reckless,
So they know what a bitch
Free will is,
Push people
So they know what belief
Feels like.
Insane.
But that's all anyone is,
Here where they all get high,
Here where they don't look twice
Unless they can afford it.

Call her dawn,
Just good enough to rise,
But bad enough to dance
With you on the graves of last night.
Dreamy eyes, and breath like the stars,
But she's hanging heavy.

Looking through streetlights
Like a kaleidoscope,
You read what crawls outta here
At night.
See eyes like hearts-
Full of love,
Red,
Out of reach.
Script is quiet,
Jagged or smooth-
Depends how you mix it.

Lips sliced,
Words tied around whites,
Swinging from cages,
Where they're locked
Like a safe,
Where they tip their heads back
And drown in the stability
Of me not caring.
Learn and you teach,
Cycle always repeats.

I belong between her,
Somewhere swimming in the ocean
Of smoke,
And the drip drip drip,
Body like a faucet.
- (m.m)

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