say you need to see me

book a hotel down south

burn your cigarette through the sheets

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and a void in my mouth 

past promises hang in the room

mingling eagerly with my doubt

should we talk 

i say 

(but i don’t know how)

outside

heat emits beats

a loud city sound

you are quiet and still

but not enough to warrant silence

there is a stir 

a restless nicotine charged 

murmur 

you said you needed to see me

my mouth void spits shapes 

i’m resisting your stare 

memorising stitches on curtain drapes

your voice is all it takes

hearing first crack of it 

dawnlike -

afraid to move my gaze 

i stay fixated on moonlight 

you say you did it

i say you’ve said this before

but with every word i speak

i am bleached by your sun more

do they bleach the sheets  

at a hotel 

when you leave

do the walls

hear what you 

came here for

By Lailah Choudhry.

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