channel
busy lights collide with the surface of glass
before me
a streamline of city
two taps against the glass
desperate fingers fight the urge to
find the window crank
let the demons in
stay afloat
but wait
two more
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Chelsea C. Bonner
Hello, I'm Chelsea. A few of things: I'm a working student from/in Chicago. I sing in an alternative funk band. Writing is my passion. Thanks for stopping by :)
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