The Calm & The Storm

[heroicdead]

Hard benches,
Chain smoking,
Swatting at moths.

Deep breathing,
Hands shaking,
No stars out tonight.

Cars lingering,
Crickets chirping,
Counting to 2,000 banana.

The thick, thick air,
Smelling of salt,
A fourth layer of skin.

No stars out tonight.
Not a single star.

xo Charles

Comments

bratt

[anonymous]

sounds like an intruiging night. :)

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