full moon
- Salient Mag
- Mar 24
- 1 min read
Bram Casey (he/him)
under skylight in black underwear
nobody knows me like i do
in my head plays
a shaky digi-cam video of the full moon from afar
and in the background
my frustrated mouth-breathing
the futile tick of the zoom wheel
scratched on the wall is a treatise on my morbid fascination with kissing in elevators my personal odyssey is the summer just gone the summer i fixed myself
played cyberpunk
and learned how not to have phone sex it’s odd
knowing a part of you dies every time you blink
