i want to live up a steel spiral staircase

in montreal with you

where all the lesbians have

perfectly

cut

hair

the nape of your neck is beautiful

let me kiss the indents of your skeleton

whisper dirty things to you in serious situations

i’ll get a job in forever 21

wear a leather crown

keep my back turned to the queue

attain a psychotic level of focus for folding

pretend i’m ten years younger than i am

we’ll go to dance parties that start at 2am

fuck mindfulness

we’ll smoke like everybody else

in that way they do there

all ooh la la

i’ll hold your hand in the anarchist book shop

we’ll stay awake listening to people on the street

make up whole lives for them

for ourselves

get a chihuahua

put it in a leather jacket

we’ll live up those stairs

in a life

inaccessible