Have Limón or Vuong ridden rooftops? Taken in the city from a new perspective Stared into glass walled apartments Wore their heart on their sleeve Drugged themselves with shots of Jameson Sliced open their abdomen so their ugly guts Spilled on the trash ridden roads below Sat there and counted the taxis as they went by Promised themselves a bed of roses at the bottom of 13 stories Fluffed a pillow and gazed into the freckleless sky
I snuck up to the rooftop because someone left the staircase unlocked
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Mar 22, 2024
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