Cars pass
Time passes
She bites my head
Like an enormous cookie
A crescent head like a moon
In the dark winter sky
Dorm room nightmare memories
Headlights in the rear view mirror
Dancing from refrigerator
To refrigerator
Purple sweaters all over the floor
A place to dance
To wipe our feet
A soft spot to stand
And soak in all of the
Floor stuff
Best friends for
Limited times
No one gets out of here
Unbruised
No one gets out unhappy
No one gets out
Someone saved my life
With some special juice
Or maybe just a
Simple act of kindness
Stop pushing through things
Stop taking it all as a sign
It is a tool to be used
A hammer and a fork
Stop not loving things
So much
Wooden shoes crack
They feed the fire
Zippering the night
We follow the flames
In the sky
We stop
We stare
make faces
There is no candy there
No jeweled looks
This is better
Much much
Better than candy
Schwervon! 