keys

a gentle immunity stagnated in the taco bell parking lot.

11:46, the minivan wouldn't fit under the drive through. 
so we parked next to the overflowing trash bins
and walked under the broken streetlights 
standing in half-tied shoes on the grimy pavement
before monoliths propagating neon meals.

you were half asleep,
dreaming in the night air, intoxicated by the familiar grease of fast food 
and sea breezes coming from the west.

bugss

NY

YWP Alumni

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