car alarms will blink in blues & skyscrapers beam white lights across a starless sky,
(what shade of grey is your heart these days?)
“let’s replay this till you can no longer hold your piss”
when the clouds come to you with the redness of distant tower lights/ speak of the shades of dreams from unsettled spirits;
will the cop who warned you about sitting on this balcony be there to hold you
when you jump?