i feel like i am owed you
i imagine you in the warmth
while it snows
outside
i still smell of you
despite
the other night"s congealing
vomit
in the carpet
sky outside is pulling in the
orange horizon
like a wall of amber
into me
and, elsewhere
into us
i imagine you in the warmth
while it snows
outside
i still smell of you
despite
the other night"s congealing
vomit
in the carpet
sky outside is pulling in the
orange horizon
like a wall of amber
into me
and, elsewhere
into us