i hope you say my name in your sleep

prompt six: 1/15/2022

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my foot pressing the brake pedal,
your body pressed into mine.

oblivious to the fog until
we heard the tap.

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swimming up from each other’s depths
to see an officer at the window.

lips swollen, oxytocin-drunk,
“yes, sir” “thank you, sir,”
please go the hell away, sir.

tell-tale taillights extinguished
(but nothing else)

we dive back under.
blinded by this unfamiliar mist,
fingertips lead the way as though
we’d traveled this path a thousand times before.

i am his now and you are hers,
but sometimes i can still see that blood red glow,

betraying us in the dark.