tonight i met you all again. in a green drawer. with a white knob. tonight we danced again, for the first time. a blue shawl and a scarred finger.
the drawer is a secret. secret holding secret. an empty beer bottle from april and i in the tent/ dry hands/and acrylics on the floor. a birthday present from mom - let's count them - nine condoms. handcuffs from jack. a chain, once you said "i love the smell of bondage in the morning" (you probably forgot). typewriter ribbon, ink on brown corduroys and letters bottled at the source. a basketball card from mike. an empty parliament pack. a twist/ a pull/ some tea/ a crooked line/ a monster truck/ a marker/ a wrapper/ i'm wrapped.
