you say you want to take me home
but you've forgotten home does not exist
not for me, at least.
the trees crash around us
the animal instinct that fills this country beats within my body
they chase us, and I chase after you.
I remember suddenly how terrible the sky is
how vast, how full of nothing
I try not to think of drowning as I press my face into your chest.
we walk along the city streets, pretending to have second skins
my act is the truth, yours is anything but.
you could have all the women in the world
with your too-bright eyes and silken ties
yet you chose me, the broken fairy.
in the night i see the tip
of your cigarette flaring
amber in the dark, and I wonder
how it feels to be held between your lips,
whether it's a safe place,
if perhaps you take value into your mouth and
hold it there.