i’ve learned to fly and
forgotten, wings never meant
for such grand things. i’d
take you home but then
i’d be giving myself away. night
the only time of day for such a
flagrant, unprotected play. maybe
more than this, maybe more
than one way, but all the others
ain’t worth talking about. stay here
tonight and pretend
not to understand me.
this is how a young man can be
broken: five easy steps, just
five simple steps. go slow
past the drawers. take the pill
and swallow.
then count to five
and count it done.
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