Notes From The Overground

If she’s immortal
I’ll take the dive
If she’s human
I’ll take that too
I want to have now
this table
these drinks
the stale smoke in the air
I want to crawl
into the wall
rest against the low hum
of the air conditioner ducts
and eyeball her lips blind
till the debris
layers a permanent
metallic taste
on my lips
drawing deep breaths
until the roof caves in
So we leave
calling each [...]