CRASH SITE. Lyrics

crinkled up like burnt paper shaping orange flames from street lights. the river throws broken glass stars up from the crash site.

stomachs twisting like fenders smashing softly under coats. wrists and lips twist together in the moonlight.

free your hands from your gloves. collapse your white fingers in mine. as we dance, rushing blood fingertips fuse into spines.

glances flashing like brake lights out of nowhere in the night. no witness as two stumbling victims leave the crash site tonight.