Parking garage
5th floor 20 spots
Left from the elevator
Doors sliding open
Eyelids want nothing
More than to slide shut
Jaw the teeth rattling
Ears picking up sound
Feet making a beat
Heart bruised and cold
Lungs full of tar and shit
Thoughts in a toilet
Head getting flushed
Face glides groundwards
Knees begging praying
Hands gripped on the steering wheel.
I am sitting in my car
Park(ed) at ten thirty pm
Trying to warm up my engine
[Heart]
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