“ohYeah?” —Lamar

after Never Ending x Rihanna

A drug and a dream

I separate from here

salt and body dry.

it’s pulling me apart this time,

everything is never ending —

rocks lock

at ribs,

I slip into a painful parallel…

To be in love

again. is a wonderland

foreign from the first,

it’s the grass’ beauty

you fall in love with,

not the flowers—

aged cinnamilk

sipped warm & accurate.

I spill into the soil.

demands

steadfast-still

in a wild desert. red

against black shears

creating poetry

leaving nothing

left unsaid—

eyes locking like

promises drenched

in a swirl stick

of everything time took

from either of us.

new fantasies

from the spaces

in [ ] [between]

shocks

& sheets—

To be in love

again.

To be in love

again.