# Untitled 47 (Needed Me)


I saw the drive. Adrenaline and accessories –

to a murder, of course.

(our love)

Stretched out, soothed in. We stroke long to widen depths. The weight, of obscure decisions.

You, first in. Me, best dressed.

The terms of carrying it all… offloading and truth-bending. Dooming shores where supply meets demand, as we clutch onto places known best.


And opening. 

And closing again.