mammals crawling from cocoons
hatching far to early
i see the heart of my city succumb
to a revelry of anarchy
party party party burn it up loud
hijacked searchlights
spill red and yellow
on the bottoms of clouds
like blood and bile
dawn reveals the rubble
and ruins we run upon
as i return to the face of my bed
push out of my covers
like lids of eyes
with sand in my hand
and my lover at my side
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