Oh god. And the breeze
Moving on the subway floor is how
I want sex with you to be. I'd lick
It clean if it meant you’d text me first.
Remember when you dropped a hair tie
At Flushing Ave and didn’t know
What to do with it. Pinching it
Like a dead bug. To me it's all the same.
Just let me hold it. Just let me use it
To erase some of this.