*** (if you follow me tonight)

if you follow me tonight

and we enter together this

small

and dark

room

I might tell you

how much

I hate this city
with buildings
ill from dwarfism
so far
far away
from the sky

I might tell you
how all of the streets
are too narrow
and leave no space
to be

I might tell you
about the nights
flowing in the limbo
out of time
but so much
in space
here
here
never somewhere
else

you hold my chin
upwards
when I try
to push you
out

- into the streets
and the draft
feels like
the breathe
of a stranger

(horrible

awful

town)

nights that are not

it's a shame

you won't stay for the night

just to sleep next to me

and maybe trap my hair

under your shoulder

you could touch my spine

with your knuckles

or blow some warm air

into my ear

it might be

I would throw my leg

over you

or even

press my fingers
to your cheeks
press my lips

to your forehead

- when you are

asleep

it's a shame you are not
asleep
next to me