She came to take photographs

ignored me

I sobbed

dark street chases leading to

dim lamp confessions

How do you make out on a bicycle?

Close your eyes

peddle your feet so fast

trees ripple

hold tight the handlebars

entwined with his

and kiss

It’s shooting starbursts

it’s a secret

They make a plan

that’s overheard through playhouse walls

I knew it

I knew it

I always knew it

shhhh quiet now

touch my face

and wake up

We could have been a team

better than anything

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