The House, Please
tensions were running high and by
that I mean we were all in the
mood to set the atmosphere
on fire an explosive atmosphere
like dirt you spit from
your mouth in a cloud at
your neighbor you look like
space being taken up by matter
and man do you look good
doing it and my face is like a
tree is what happens at midnight
when you forget how cold your
toes can get
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