Kitchen Blues And Bedroom Highs


Post-it note love letter
folded up into your keys.
Because student love is measured in
75 gram bags of slim
chances and fake hugs, one off
dances under lamplight, super night, star night sky.
Our metronome sits upon our piano,
our song plays, whurrs, 

and 

we 

waltz 

to everything we ever knew about each other;
twice a night, daily, into the evening when the sky became cooler.