words and shit

Chicago, I feel you in the cracks of your streets,in the rhythm of the L rattling above my head,your wind yeah, that windcuts sharper than any truth anyone’s told me.…

YeahLook. Sucks to be you when the truth start knockin’And the booth stays hot but your fuse stays poppin’I move like a rumor, you bruise from talkin’I cruise through the…

she laughed in the dark like she owned the night,eyes sharper than a knife i once called lovei gave her all my quiet moments, my loose change,my mornings and evenings…

The gym lights hum over our bodies, your skin glistening like metal, mine catching the shine.Every movement pulls me closer to you, not just your body, but the weight you…