massages circles into my third eye
brother duck cheery as ever though
he's losing track of where i live
and what routes i take to get here
walk past afwm first date
his hair immaculate but out of place
her clothes tight fitting but body loose
lay off meat for the rest of the day
i bit my tongue which killed the conversation
a few taste buds and the freshness of drawn noodles
i run cross 11th to catch the 17
see the same bus driver
who doesn't say anything when i thank her
but i don't let it stop me
my bloody tongue thanks her
