jet lagged
peanut ledge
plants are wilted
corn in fridge
sun's rising down
moon's setting up
we're long past young
but not grown up
metro card
mustard square
city noise
no one there
eye contact
haunting, rare
no harm yet
but be prepared
take me take me
take me there
son of osiris
union square
day by day
wear and tear
in the darkness
nails and hair
more than enough
swap and share
feeble, wicked, wicker chair
doctors playing truth or dare
cockled mouths
froth and swear
