speak up
now is the time to ruin everything
in a minute
the freeways of L.A. will laugh
at the idea of intimacy
i drive home in a hybrid
the braking system is so clever
it recovers the unfinished
surges in my step,
the unfollowed flourishes
medically safe and sound
with a heart barely buoyed by
strategic desperation
except inside i'm seasick
stomach full of conversation
inside i'm lightning
like metal in the microwave
the timing is perfect
we are both alive.
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