on white lines
with fainted feigns
waiting to please
my inner being
and i swear it’s a song
i wrote in my head
for stolen moments
i used to transcend
when in touch with you
and we’re burning in oasis
singing songs i used to hear
from you in night
in close quarters
spinning in doors
revolving floors
walking beside in darkened light
with your tongue in my ear
sullen sadness in plain view
where you’re looking without eyes
to twirl beneath a damp street light
from the fog in our pace
in heys and hellos
to numb in tone
by you i talk
i wade to fuel
with shrinking corners
in depth with you
secrecy kills
death became you
with one of us here
but i am nowhere near
dancing in the fog