denim jacket come downs

longing for dishwashers

and escape

his baby face anxiety chatter

interrupted only by a weathered 

leering drunk's ever expansion of space

the body language of 

three young girls 

not obvious enough

my knuckles rolling knots 

around rings

the soft palms of african train cops

the weight of ancestral 

mountains once cut down 

now fists to enforce fines

capital and despair

two young queers 

new to worlds and roles

panting hot from bikes

in accentuated cadence

excited to be going somewhere

we sit mute

faces in screens

elsewhere 

the violence of the other

our bodies out of place

dormant and afraid

waiting to get off