I don’t know the names of flowers. Taking in the heroin effect of a good long pee. Cocaine hides in my front pocket. My thighs are strong. My nose is wet. My eyes glassy and wandering. The bartender talks like a pick pocketer. I don’t know where I parked my car. I remember love.
French patterns mix up the mind. Paintings are for sprinting by. Brown covers the walls and door. Rooms can’t be rented for that amount of time. A girl wears a cowboy hat and red boots. I remember love.
All the booze has been drunk. A kiss ends the dancing. The bar closes. I hug the line and go home. Then I hug the bathroom tile. I remember love.
There are flashes of laughter and red lips. Endless stories of someone else's life. A long blond hair on my forearm. Her perfume stuck in my nose. The tile is damp with 3 drops of tears. Laying in a circle between my fingers. That’s where I keep them. I remember love.
Pictures never stay framed. Weed grows in pots on patios. Knees are meant to hurt. I flush my dinner down the toilet. I remember love.
There’s a map that takes me to the bedroom. Sheets mess up my hair. I wish I had a glass of water. The dreams come but they’re always real. Trains move faster when I’m tired. Art gets in the way. A handstand turns into push-ups. There’s more than one way to wear a dress. Don’t try playing the record backwards. We can never be friends. Close my eyes again. I can’t see to the end of the night. I remember love.