Quiet in the ever after in our supplemental chapter This could be a cool disaster, we didn't care Laying in the dirt and grass mess in the leaves a makeshift mattress We were never good at this but we're getting there Make believe this moment we could be anywhere Pollen in the air that night, floating in the dusk dim light Shining on the concrete falling down from the open sky Maybe this is recognition, safety in a shared permission Whatever this insinuation is flattering Feeling fully saturated, fumbling on the edge of language Under some bright corporation's light flickering Neighbors in the alley slow start to bickering Shining on the concrete staring up through two bright tired Blood-shot eyes Shining on the concrete see it