diesels
wind
by mood
young evening killed
so I'm alive
hearts beat beats after
Pegasus and scooters
racing with oncoming traffic
business as usual
hola!
drunk fairies
they smell lilac
cut with lashes
heads off shoulders
leak
it was easy.
swallow and spill
red-hot drops
cool-cool death!
Fuck the sky, Fuck the stars, cool Cool, death!
butts burned
in the atmosphere
not all of them made it
to the edge of the capital
familiar birds
fractals blocks
lips scarlet headlights
left footprints on
ripped jeans
hot sky
ninety-seven
on fire again
where is death on the square
didn't break the spell
fanfare and lutes
casual hardcore