"part of you pours out of me in these lines from time to time"


last night
the distinct sound
of a skateboard
outside my fourth floor
windows.

gave me
butterflies.

i cracked a quote
with my knee
in black and white books.

surprise text about
the love letters
of
Dylan Thomas.

check in
at the movies
without
bunch a crunch
and
hand holding.

and see you
in every actor
and
in every vibrate
under my right
thigh.

so i sang in the shower

please
let me be
your ticket home.