you are you are you are you were.

she lives in "New York, New York / City that never shuts up."
I live in DeKalb, Illinois, city that never speaks up.

Ruby/rose, you need to know, you need to guess, you've
already guessed: I'm no different!

Though, call me fucking crazy--I'm a fucking loon,
I've been around all god damned afternoon
and now? And now? And now? And NOW?
Now all I want is to hear this song.
Maybe with you around, too.

I've been saying what I've been writing out loud before I write it down
on here. I've kept quiet now, and I'll keep quiet.

Thursday will come as a
maroon shower, I will come
in a maroon shower, I will
come. I'll bathe and wash and
swish it around, stain my teeth
with it. My gums will sink and
blue, and I will breathe after
bathing in the maroon.

None of what I've written has made sense. Not one bit. None at all to me.