She baptized me in a rain of sweat
and preemptive kisses...

I am a skyline in grayscale and
you are an ocean of black and white...

Your breath is an itch on a missing limb that
I sleep next to every night...

I'm a tampered transformer on
post surge power lines...

Our words are music on a
rundown carousel in an...

My chest is cold and I'm left feeling less
than I am...

There's something almost nostalgic about muffled...
padding softly down dimly lit sidewalks and across...

40 days and 40 nights have passed as
I've stared expressionless at...

Darkness is the mood of night;
so beautiful, mystical, and...

I was a forgotten ugly duckling
that found shelter under...

Somewhere amongst the straight
lines and right angles...

Dear reader,
My tongue has...