Victorian romance novels
&potholes that fill overnight.
our secret motivations like
jealousies i don't understand
blood/alcohol concentration.
gas tanks, parking tickets
&how I'll make ends meet.
the smell of wet asphalt
&how long til it's summer again
(days here)
dreamworlds
&dead horses.
him.
me and my Grey matter.
library books
&that certain smell.
love, space, time, faith
math&limbs
dirty bedsheets.
