Held onto the bumper, just to inhale the exhaust of us. Gorging memories, gagging, try and swallow them again. (So good.) Fold myself in time machines, Fall in love on feedback loop. (loop loop…) Finger fucked by skeleton, I resurrect your touch (Oh, yes.) Wringing dopamine from — text threads, back when you said, all the gorgeous things, one last overdose before I’m clean. Infected hippocampus, cauterizing dreams of you.