LOTTE

now that i know you put your head down every night to sleep
and that i am not allowed to like you-

i will admit it to no one.

maybe it can just be a friendship. so delicate they rise and fall.
and when they crash they make no sound, just turn into ash.

i looked at you out of the corner of my eye all day yesterday.
thought about what it would feel like if this were a date. if.
ican'tican'tican't.
i put the cut glass crystal we found
in the pocket of a child's jacket
next to the window

i think it sends out psychadelic rays.
i think they've got the best of me.