handclap cinema.

say it might crush
yellow & blue, our learning lines, our dilated youth
the photo books & the sun is high
hear the bird sing by the window for light
the dancer said, ‘go back to sleep’
well, he’s not as cool as seventeen
i told you my heart was about to explode.

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