Just a girl in her 45 story tower 
Hands reaching out at city lights
Sweaty legs on plastic orange subway seats

Lips pressed around a bottle of cold Snapple on 
a smoggy summer day
Notebook in hand, ads for all things
Human nature pasted on the walls

I scribble a quick note: “sex in 
The city but it’s cheap wine and minty breath I love you’s
On a bench in Randall’s island” 

Just a thought 
pretending I’m not
waiting for someone make my notebook come alive 

My shorts are probably a little short, my shirt
Casually tied to the /perfect/ length (it took 10 minutes) 
I know how to blend in

blending in in the city is funny because
everyone looks unique 
from the girls with their asses dripping 
out of their shorts to the chains and cowboy hats
the glittery boots and shirtless men 
it’s easy to see everyone and hard to see anyone 

Almost too easily… 
I knew that but you saw that 
Peeling away page after page I 
Hid behind tight lips and closed fingers

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It’s hard to explain the subway to someone 
New

Because it’s dirty and ugly and packed and 
Smells like last week’s trash but

For you, I’ll try. 

The pulse of the tracks beneath my sneakers
And the swaying and the people
You love it and you hate it all at once and 
That’s the rush. 

Subway surfing that’s how I feel chasing after you 
The ping of my weight against dingy metal 

Breathless and running 
Nike sneakers blurred 
You told me to /come thru/ 
So I came

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Hastily written notes on receipts and in diaries 
Your smile lifts the ink off the pages 
And I’m running and chasing

And flying all at once. 

You have crazy eyes
Always reflecting the stars above you,
Breathing in my lips and the way my hair drapes around my neck 

Crazy eyes like… 
I can’t breathe when you look at me like that
As if I’m air and water and everything all at once 

Crazy because you make me crazy 
I trade my late night subway rides

I leave words off pages now
No longer needing comfort in scribbled words 
I don’t need to lean out the window to grab onto dreams 

For hours in your arms
Because I can hold miles of your skin in my hands
They replace words left unspoken I
Leave them burned on your skin 

As I lie with you