We interrupt like beauty like air
Crying in the backseats of lost
Forgotten blue orbed boy.
And me with the bones
The skinny ankles rubbing
Off into the night
Risen like a dead dream lover
Out of dusk air the night
Permeates around my skin
And leaves nothing in the pockets
Once again once
Pretend blue eyed nonsense
Boys in their coats and weaving
Dreams and lust with gold skin
And shaking arms asking
Me without speaking to
Love love love love them
Because the nights we wear in and out
Hold status of May May maybe
Sun dripping  mornings
Where you stay afloat
And kiss my knees
As if the rain didn't make you
Lonely when I sure as hell
Know it does.