# Untitled 47 (Needed Me)
I saw the drive. Adrenaline and accessories –
to a murder, of course.
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 closing again.