I won’t really be your partner
until we eat smoke together
sitting in a room full of
exhausted desire
I can’t wait for the whiskey
the throaty growls
the after shaved ecstasy
the second floor is uninhabitable
watch as the roof implodes the ceiling falls
15 minutes of oxygen to go
time to find the way
out of here
I feel your fingers
through the rubber gloves and suits
see the sweat
under your mask
if we’re still alive
I know a good carpenter
and if we’re not
I know another one
kimmydbones
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