I have been staring for two hours
Like I will fall
If I move
It is absolute
If I move
I will fall
If I move
Alright girl, he asks
He smells of alcohol
Not breath
Deep inside
Fermenting
I say yes
I smell inside too
All this waiting and staring turns me to rust
we are
sitting
staring
a bench apart
not so far apart
no noise
constant noise
no place
safe
except the blue chairs
in the powder place
but i can’t sit there
and stare
and stare
I do wish somebody would call says Alice
I laugh because I know
We are unreachable
Unobtainable
Curious I say
That the foam around his lips nestles in my neck
That the blood goes through two pillow cases
Quite beautifully
Like petals
Falling
We sit and stare.
