Ventilation -

Fingers like languid wire

Slick pipes, tumbling sweater

Bones blink recognition

Hibernating animals awaken

Layer under layer of now fanatical desire

Layer under layer of now fanatical desire

Light was grey comin' through the textured window

Ventilating the debris in the airwell

Usually cautious about public affection

Rubbing noses, gently issuing

Quantities of affection in their glances

Joined at the hip

Weaving down the hall

Past the curtain they rolled against the wall

Slid to the floor, he lifted her shirt

He fed on her

In the sun I don’t melt

So in the dark I fall apart

In the sun I don’t melt

So in the dark I fall apart

Fingers like languid wire

Slick pipes, tumbling sweater

Bones blink recognition

Hibernating animals awaken

Layer under layer of now fanatical desire

Layer under layer of now fanatical desire