gives me a few more reasons to stay
a few more months in new york
when everyone thousands of miles away
wants me to come home. 

ich fürchte auch manchmal
dass ich euch verliere, und mich selbst
mitten in dieser verschwitzten
menschenmasse. 

an apartment on east 3rd street blasts dilla
and my legs take me to the river when
the sun dies behind liberty. spring has always existed
in polar opposites and peonies and parting and panicking
and promises and oh my god it taught me
what it feels like to love so hard you are

incapacitated.