talking across a hotel bed, and
still not used to it yet.
passed an envelope under your door,
it gets easier.
we're floating in an endless sea of headlights,
unperturbed in ruby hues.
draining my endorsement at the bar,
oh, and there you are.
an indecipherable conversation.
I'm plotting our escape.
and musing on how we measure distances and space,
oh, it's so obscure.
and how they chased us through the streets
when your friend made a scene.

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