i escape the wind and light pollution
taking my gloves off with my teeth
as i descend into marble arch
*
i can feel the thames
moving through me
most days
*
getting off the train
i want to kiss
the streets of victoria & you
*
drunk and tired
we take the night bus
in the wrong direction
*
middle of the night
heavy rain
heavy body
*
i watch my friends
dance around a kitchen
somewhere in hackney
*
we ignore the weather
stay in bed listening to beyonce
on the shortest day of the year
*
it has rained
for so many days
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