Are we able to see the night with the day watch as night throws her heels to the clouds and the day moans between blue thighs. Your blood soaked hand slips through mind. Remember the lady and the sink. I don’t recall when you told me it would be life or death. Alone and surrounded is all the same. The golden era is where I shall go with the black taxi cab as you lay on the silk covered marble lungs filling lungs filling can you
breathe out the words that come to my mind as you lay on the silk blue, everything is blue and cold
the walls sigh as you exhale the clothes are gone and the rocks weren’t so hard.