Bambara Filled Up With Night
I keep pacing around my room
But it doesn't help
And I grind my teeth
And I tear my shirt
And I grind and I tear
And I, had that dream again
Where we stood in the park frowning in the light
Then the sun went black
And the sky turned into night
The stars cut us up like butcher knives
Outside my window. Those birds chirp like camera shutters.
The kind with the feathers your dad would collect. Their gray shit drowns the all statues around here. I forgot what they're called. But you know I walked by the place today where I broke my fist on the bathroom wall and you threw up into the sink. On the corner of some avenue and some street. I don't know. I don't know.
I keep writhing around in my bed
But it doesn't help
And I bite my lip
And I crack my knuckles
And I bite and I crack
And I, had that dream again
We we're f..cking in the back seat of your car
Then the sun blew out
And the sky filled up with night
The stars fell like hail and crushed our spines
When I was falling asleep. I heard the voice of a girl.
I couldn't quite tell who she was over the sound of all the buzzing.
But she said my name and she brushed my hair with her sturdy fingers.
Bees stung my neck and they felt like lips . She kissed my neck and it felt like bees. Felt like her name started with a T. I don't know. I don't know.
