in our sharehouse

By | 3 February 2024

u have
eat the rich
inked on ur arm
and i have a $50 note

i kiss
the back of ur knees
and ur fever breaks
a hundred times over

hold ur face
collapse here

yes yes yes

here we are
here we want

the air leaves the room
so we can be alone

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