Bottled Up

slamming the gas

swerving like

rooftop of night

parking lot

I could follow your careless shadow

I could expand my collection of empty bottles

or just bring a full one

that we would end up

spilling

and drinking

while we lost time

trying to count

all

those

goddamn

stars

and I could follow you

I could follow you down

I could follow you down the highways

of all those

alcohol nights