oh derivatives. and then nothing turned itself inside out.

Terrestrial Life

The night that I first saw you
everyone else disappeared,
the concert hall stood empty around us
your hair shown bright in the silence
dim lights enough to see that, my god,
you're beautiful, and hearing your laugh,
it feels like I'm laughing,
and your smiling, it becomes my own,
and they've said all this before--
the people we've followed here, who at times,
only seeing their best, we meant to be--
and even then it was in cycles that we found perfection,
terminal, insufficient and therefore
inapplicable, so let it suffice to say
that there is no good way to say this
Anatomy Anatomy
Whale Blue Review

Park that car
Drop that phone
Sleep on the floor
Dream about me