I will not eat them

I lost my dog

ya know

somewhere in the vodka

and the carmenere

You probably wouldn't recall

your mind working too fast

he's a writer

he's probably good in bed

am I gonna sleep with him

I wanted to stay

there

in the red sea

you said would be so bad

be unprotected

but I sought shelter

instead

and now I can't go back

You see I had this fear

that I had shared

too much, way too

much

blue buildings

words

History.

No erotica,

Sam I am.

My words are true

and I will not

eat them.

We sat up.

Your hand on the wall.

We sat up.