will I?
maybe
do you believe me?
maybe
in the rain
with bells on my lace ups
denim shoop
it will be you for a minute
in the pocket of my rain coat
with sweet city around my ankles
wet
worn concrete
sweet
and we listen to the right songs
in a split head phone
tiny bud in my ears
one channel
this is not stereo
but it's still almost perfect
eating cookies that make our head swim
looking through fogged
lens
fogged head
daydreaming in the night shine
night dreaming
in the quiet spring
will I?
of course.
I believe you
sort of.
