i had a dream about the car crash i was in last night
in my head i romanticize the noisy matrimony of glittering glass and incandescent smoke.
for you,
a black top abstract piece to emulate the meeting between your revelation and the consequence of your addiction
sirens and bone, drunken steel and an immortal radio.
I've got a an unhealthy crush on the ambulance that carries you home
when i saw you again after months of absence
my heart couldnt have started beating any faster when you caught my attention
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