a conspiracy of whispered confession through bitten lips
collisions of glances and stares from him & you & her & them & me
road maps of crossed heart strings and twisted bed sheets
freckles and beauty marks that fade into the night's stars
we measure life by pints of beer and shots of whiskey
always squinting through glassy eyes to see the sun rise
crawling from a bed, crawling away from another
& where did you come from? & why do you stay with me?
this conspiracy of admittance and dalliance
find each other in: him & you & her & them & me
look for me, a reckless heart with a messy bed
our bodies melting into each other, into the universe
what a conspiracy.
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