12/8
Cover your bodies
in sweat,
in tattoos.
Cover your bodies
in ink
with ideas,
ideas your tired tongues
would repeat forever
if they could.
Cover your bodies
in flesh,
in each other.
‘Cause you don’t burn
as bright
alone.
"If you had to ask me, “What’s it like in the day of a boss?” I’d have to fire you."
— Roman Deckard
