i’m thinking of you all the time
and of your sister, who’s black lipstick
who’s lilac eyes make me anxious
eyes of a siren
i think of your best friend too
or your boyfriend or whatever
he’s sweet, he’s as sweet as
his black-haired cousin
it’s weird, it feels like
some kind of polyamory
a haunted house
or an endless loop i got stuck in
so i keep thinking of you and your sister
and your boyfriend or her boyfriend or whatever
i keep listening to your beats
music squeezes me and I am trapped inside
my own microcosm