With your key i open the door to your apartment.
It's quite inside and it smells of yesterday.
In the morning, you threw my clothes at me and said, get the fuck out of here.
In the morning, I woke up on your floor, splinters into my ribs and your foot on my neck.
I can't wait for tonight.
As I listen to the tick-tock of a clock
as i listen to this silence
to your tap dripping
a car honking outside
the breath of your space
My heart quickens
I strip down to nothing but your bruises
I lay on your table
The light diminishes
I am wrapped in milky twilight
and the tick-tock of your clock
and the drip-drip of your tap
My ass open and twitching
and there's somebody who really said he loved me
But i came here