red tea bags

Jan 25, 2003 16:39

red tea bag bombs off your balcony

and me lying and baking in patches of sunshine on your floor

im fine knowing youre in the next room

records and paintings in piles

windows open

sirens

bikes

and its cold

i love it there for so many reasons because you can walk down south street and buy ridiculous amounts of flowers for two or three dollars

i like to smother your apartment in them when i am there

once i took string and threaded all the petals

i hung them under the doorway on your balcony

at night id lay in your bed and wait for you and id watch them dance outside your tiny window

we blow bubbles down the alley

and i like when they float to the top of the building across from yours

there are huge pigeons everywhere

and from my first visit there when we climbed to the roof so you could show me your city i called them fatties

and it just stuck

i think i like it so much cause its so noisy

and so busy

and the cabs seem like they fly everywhere

but you make it a balance

red tea bag bombs off your balcony

make the best sound when they hit the concrete

feels like im swallowing christmas

and its happening in such a tiny room
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