In home theaters. Still projecting. Undestructing. A voice from the back of your. Double feature. Soft and harder. Wait. In silence. While planning your attack.
in coral and gray. In submarine chambers. One day. It swam for the light. . The jewels that lit. The cities that float there. Cities in circles drawn perfect complete.
I leapt across three or four beds into your arms. Where I had hidden myself somewhere in your charm. Our golden handshake has been smashed into this shape.