asklepiades (asklepiades) wrote,
asklepiades
asklepiades

                                  Laughing in the rain beneath the bridge

                               the city breathes its heavy breathe on us


       Surrounded by the hot exhale of life and death
                     i slide your blush from out of these wet clothes.
    The smokestacks touch the air and touch it black
              the city kills another man again
                      while soft and unsure
                                    you drink my love
            damp and gasping
                             cars trundle by on the overpass, overhead,
                             cold and
            caring
                   about someone else - about something else; not here.
        they drive into the mist and dissappear.
                    down roads that take us laughing to their graves
       and they in wet turf didnt notice us.
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