I woke up this morning with glide in my eyes
And bones protruding from my temples
Looking like a defaced Monroe
The moon seemed to whisper in my hair
‘the rockets are ready for the launch
and the sandwiches we made were left in the counter,
forgotten’I can hear empty triangles
the ink glittering in the dark
lighting up the ceiling.
You are sweating next to me
breathing slowly sound sleep
I am watching you with one eye
the smoke coming out of your nostrils
Almost visible.
And with a kiss I steal from you
I go back to my pillows
Sinking into the dark side of a starry wall
So full of secrets.
And bones protruding from my temples
Looking like a defaced Monroe
The moon seemed to whisper in my hair
‘the rockets are ready for the launch
and the sandwiches we made were left in the counter,
forgotten’I can hear empty triangles
the ink glittering in the dark
lighting up the ceiling.
You are sweating next to me
breathing slowly sound sleep
I am watching you with one eye
the smoke coming out of your nostrils
Almost visible.
And with a kiss I steal from you
I go back to my pillows
Sinking into the dark side of a starry wall
So full of secrets.
