We built static between us, white light & electricity.
Do you remember my white skin, my white cheeks?
White lines, white vans, white teeth?
Do you remember your white tiles,
Cold under our feet?
Remember the white lies in the white of my eyes?
White walls, white windows, white sleep?
God dammit, don't you ever say what you mean?
Don't you ever get stains on all of your perfect white things?
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