Going Dark

When the apocalypse comes
I'll come out on top.

I'll know how to sit in time.

I won't be guilted into intuition.
I refuse to be guilty.

Times Sqaure

stadium lights make the night
sound different
in their cover
we are ablaze

we celebrate
shirk responsibility
toke up

standing outside in the rain is crying
from the outside

renewed in the marble mirror wiping heavy from your eyes

lips
gesture
strut


from up here
we are making the night
a night

a new year
calling out
for you! for you!