NaPM April 23, 2019

[nozaki]

One shot (two, three,
we never promised each other infinity-
it was always a game
which one of us was going to leave
first-
but tonight, until the music
wails into the stars,
we'll promise). Light me up (eat me up
like those cigars-
fat,
plummy-
the smoke resting in your chest,
exit wounds cauterized by another pull).
I nurse my beer,
wasted on the tide of Frank Ocean,
musing on your lost innocence
and how you seem to regain it
only when you're grinding against me
to the synth leads on Pyramids.
Tonight,
until the music wails into the stars,
you're just seventeen years
young (a rising talent
at liquor pong-
stack them Solos),
drunk, a little
high,
just like me (pass the vape,
let me hit it, one
two three, light me up).