Told you to meet me on a roof
because I wanted to see you in the air.
I never knew you were sky.
Teach me how to be so many colors
in twenty-two hours
and the last two:
how to enter
dreams.
Give me your gaze.
Go ahead,
Give me the bullet.
Fuck the rope.
I miss my home.
I miss my shape.
All form,
it’s preposterous.
I know we are more.
I know I am dead.
You pretend that you’re sure
Trying to kiss my lips
With your heart still in jail.
We’ve been so close it’s evil.
Meanwhile I am left to feel
alone
forced to watch you
Splitting stars for fun.
With your devil hands.
