Night Bell
it has never been so dark
but my eyes adjust quickly
my tail propels me forward
in the shadow water
i miss my friends
more than i can take
my angels wear eyeliner
break things
steal from whole foods
howl at the moon
too many art parties
to fit in one weekend
our dreams and our drinks
spill all over
our carefully written notes
our secret diaries
the love letters we don’t send
some rest would do us good
but we are wild and we are hungry
we are clawing at the clocks
telling the same sad stories over and over
shouting them in each other’s faces
in our best dresses
we swear and we swear
to begin anew
we’re chasing ourselves
we’re also running