Chicken Patch

everything we need

LOVE HOTEL

This is where they dream...

...dreams of poisoned corn

...dreams of cats and crossroads


...dreams of elevators and fame

take one day at a time

everything else you can leave behind

hold your head

"still, i don't understand", she spewed forth

his fingers tracing her spine,
"i just don't think this is right. not now, not anymore"

it was a little bit of 'something for everyone'

the night was drenched in their sweat
she didn't know what else to say

She knew where he'd be, but not when

Until, without a sound, she heard his call


When they embraced she felt them slowly fall


And the only thought she had was not to think at all