THIS IS WHY I AM YELLING

there, there the trappings

loqui:

done, said.
spent match, perished on the pavement
like the balloon of his head.
third floor. hallucinations
of circles
of friends.
hallway dancing. yeah yeah. walls beating bass
throbbing bones into brick. yeah yeah.
through raw floorboards, nails and dust
and bare feet and blood but numb as fuck.
close your eyes and kiss me. find me
in the darkness.
clawed hair and trust games.

close your eyes
and
let yourself fall

like water
like the tallest
building toppling
all of it
pouring.

don’t worry, I’ll catch.
I promise

I’ll catch

let go.