I remember black shoes at midnight
Feet that wiggle inside and dream of nakedness
They spill out on rocks and sand and dead leaves
Bubble gum is sticky between toes

I remember dirty fingernails in sunlight
Hands that ball to hide the shame
Water washes away secret sins
Acrylic covers the other you

I remember blue toilet paper
Dying the heart of the matter
Tinted souls don’t play songs
They only hear the flushing of their thoughts

I remember bombs falling on our preconceptions
Scattered flesh like misplaced thoughts
A black shoe lay in the rubble at midnight
No feet inside. Just another lost dream of nakedness

Smoke billowed as a baby cries for what it won’t remember