Nightscape
On your skin
A color like purple
It thighs and glides across surfaces
A woman is thrown into the pool of a taxi
There is night and then there is city
Each thing defines itself against the void of space
Your eyes are glares
The streetlight blinks yellow banishing color
Mono
A wish to be the reflection in your sweat
The smell of garbage
A rat across your foot
Uber and crash
Your teeth are violet
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