stockton

if i told you 

about tomorrow

it would be cause 

i want

you there

but kick the side

of the road

with hurt feet

you can tell me

anything 

i say

the blue sky 

speechless 

like the war

between us

we tangle our hair

scratches on film

i never wanted

to be best

never thought 

it was possible

but the bottle

terrifies me now

smoke fills up

my drawers

i sleep on

the floor while you

go and make yourself

known

and talk like you

were born

wearing dancing shoes

i blink careless

let the breeze interrupt

us