smoking guns and broken teeth
is what becomes of idle thumbs and weaponry
when left alone in devil’s dreams

deck the halls with IOUs
cabs and records, gas and booze
richer man’s got more to lose
rolling in dough
not too broke to make amends
broke a bill to break even
seizing days, not benjamins
when cash doesn’t flow. 

Back to back and back and forth
You pull me close, we break apart

like weathered rocks with worn down grooves
Trying to find where to connect me—where I fit you

Yes, you
trapped under the weight of the covers
I’m not trying to smother you
Wrapped around the legs of your lover
This love is new

Neither one of us will sleep
What’s the point when waking dream is better

We’ll catch our winks between cups of tea
Once we’re up, and not together

And you
Trapped under the weight of the covers
I’m not trying to smother you
Wrapped around the legs of new lover…

Because I don’t want to miss
The accidental brush
Of fingertips on skin exposed
Sound of swishing sheets
Against clicking bones

Lightly pushing to the left
But we’ll both wake up
On the right side of the bed
And this pillowcase
Holds baited breath
And…

Your head
Body trapped under the weight of the covers
But I’m not trying to smother you
Wrapped around the legs of this lover
You and me
Me and you

This love is new.
 

I ben jammin without Franklin. Got no dead prez in my pocket, call me faceless. Wanna link up without Lincoln? Only green I’m into you’ll wanna be tastin’. We ain’t got the dough, come back tomorrow. Right now we’re dry. Livin’ on the road, cash is always low, but we stay high… 

STAY HIGH// Kenzie May