kiss me quick while we're still spinning















bothered you.


Falling in a time bomb

a hand on your inner thigh,

battered jeans and

            Iā€™m sure the zipper is still broken


Gunshot pops in the sky,

violent and welcome.

My face alight in the orange

only wishing I could be closer

so I

could feel it in my chest.



You can only walk quickly towards it.