The night took us both
and we walked outside
with cloth and wig and wear
we stared at our shoes
and the blues in our hand
would ease the tension

city lights
and the great indian lake

covered in wet and soaked to the bone
i took your hand and we ran
to shelter
from winds and storm
it was courage
in a collage of water and concrete
it was fear in the skirts of the city
it was old movies
and pixels
it was life played out in fairy-tale fashion
in fragments and passion

apartments with ceilings
and pipes
and city lights
and the cold nights
like maps, directed our every step

but where to go from here?