we threw ice-cubes from
the fifteenth floor.
i spilled tequila
by the bed, where i
was combing your hair.

we were eating strawberries
& jellybeans. you had poured ice
into the sink.

you were screaming two rooms down,
i shut my eyes because i've never
heard anything like it before.

we searched the streets
at two in the morning.

i answered the door
in a hotel towel.

i woke up above the city,
everything looked grey.

i was in the lobby by half past six
the concierge asked, "work today?"
but i shook my head.

i came home with a heart
slung around my neck, with
a thousand regrets, with you
filling up my head at an
accelerated pace.

& i have never felt so fine.