Bad Habits

tongues stained
violet crushed escape

you said stars
sound better

than sorries

so I left them at the party

the room pulsed,

ceiling swam

and walls lost their shape

our bodies

forgot who they belonged to

and we let them

your pupils:

two eclipses

pulling tide from the curtains.

gravity

let go,

how familiar.

half smoke,

half me.

half truth

half you.

the moon

played dead outside,

eavesdropping on

our pretty lies.

i swallowed

another hour,

i think our last,

almost told you

that my heart caved in.

but my mouth

was full of music

i couldn’t sing

and your voice

was a match

lit under water.