The Racquet - Dumpster

All through the day
Your mind will bend now and then
Often enough
That the stranger singled you out

Controlling this
Is where the Incas got it wrong
Because love through the kiss
Melts the wiring of the stars

In the sea - your soul will meet mine
In the sea - your breath will be mine in the sea

Grinding your teeth
Collapsing bishops on the street
Blank and unarmed
Wishing the spirits to their sleep

To their sleep - your soul will meet mine
In the sea - your breath will be mine
In the sea - your heart's a parking lot
In the sea - your stares are vacant next to me

Status update
Gilded street
Functioning at my feet

Dumpster floor
And dumpster me

Written by:
Cory Brown

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