this different one:
even this space can't show how much she fills me &
deserves no disappointments
appointmented
but a battlestation bunk
atop mine; never knowing
(or noticing)
the siren call of war across basecamp (school/jobs suck)
We throw our bags on
toss aside nights worth of love laundry &
hold ourselves in-to a familiar-blue wheeled box
Slither sidestreetssssssssssss Steal free stuff from the enemies who charge fingers for words
(so really, we're making freedoms!)
scour 'em perfectly
Thank you thank you thank you
for painting my melancholy life with
less piss-in-every color & more wordly wonders
Whether at an air raid scramble or a carnival massacre health clinic ranting riot brought to you by Kellog's
we will bump into each other
shake hands
realize: hey, this isn't feeling right
&
retreat feet by sheath of 7 steps away &
we will bump into each other
shake lips
trace the designs grown into our curves
read every document ducttaped down
until we know &
cry
: For this different one in my head
this only thing
that listens