we looked like giants

god bless the daylight
the sugary smell of springtime
remembering when you were mine in still suburban time
when every thursday i'd brave those mountain passes
and you'd skip your early classes
and we'd learn how our bodies worked
god damn the black night, with all it's foul temptations
and i'd become what i always hated when i was with you
we looked like giants in the back of my grey subcompact
struggling to make contact while the others slept inside
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