We've never had a real conversationjust strings of words clipped from some other communicationand strong togetherlike a ransom note."oh hey, how are y..
where do we go when the lights go downwhat do we do in the darkwhen there's nowhere to goand nowhere to playsave for monsters in our heads.don't turn ..
We trade words like old coins,Rattling them in our piggybanksUntil they clink past our teethAnd onto the floor between us.
Coin for coin,They slide i..