some night, somewhere.

in car at night

goodbye bicycles

in left hand corners

tucked up for the

glass-winged night.

I keep my act together

feeling you in my

right hand

keeping quiet now.

stars blink out

blue-black curtain falling

naked behind the trees.

we’ve got blueberry faces

and we’re not washing

our hands.

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