i’m thinking about us proudly
filling solid spaces with
noise
our mouths are bloody
we spilled nervously and coughed red laughter
i find we fit perfectly
i just wanted to see you find me
where i feel this find
i wanted your happiness in mine
i’m waiting outside the
universe
there are two worlds in which i
patiently wait for passion
the physically interactive
is tiny and
rigid
and cleansing itself of fantasy
there must be many worlds
where you love me with
red-blooded caution
in my dreaming mind
hearts are unembarrassed and
unreal
solid friendship, fucking
nothing’s finite and reality is perfect
the universe is a soft space we
fill with
noises
