LXXXV.

another boy professes his love today
and i sigh.

gentle neon blankets the sky.
i want to study abroad.
there's no artistry in this poem
but here we are

gonna need to process it tonight.
gonna need to think about it tonight.
gonna need to pray about it tonight.

shuttered sky.
finding you in my living room.
it's you and me until the end of time
so take        --          my          --           hand