fluorescent lights on bare breasts

i was loved like a stranger
so my art flourished and smelled stale like honesty
sometimes it’s like i need to understand eyes to know i exist
or bare myself to a frightened audience
too often i stay up all night to organize my thoughts
and find myself dizzy but satisfied

our dreams at night don’t meet anymore
we are only strangers who don’t sleep

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