cinder

i will steady myself, love
for i have won races like this before

firecrackers and bluebirds
that should have been signs
they just sanded away
with our well spent time in the dark

the beach lay on the floor
with your dirty jeans
and my t-shirt

the salt in my hair just tasted
salty

the next morning i tried to write to other boys
but couldn’t

after all
i let you smoke in my room
i let you put your cigarette out on my heart
i let you watch me turn to cinder when you touched my face
and look quietly
while i glowed

soon we’ll both ask where we're at with us again
and i’ll make some stupid decision
based on the look in your eyes
under the dark

so damn typical
that same smoky spark