Blow Job Poem by Alexander Foald

I trapped in a subway
Of beautiful horror that never escaped
My dream taught me how to survive the real world
While the crushing girl blown my car out of the park

Something in your face, something in your mind
Caught my eyes in the first place we met
It must be the perfect sunshine the summer were looking for
Or maybe it’s just the dream we’ve been losing to

But I can’t let you go; not in this time
Not when I’m sober; not when I’m alive
Since the last time I kiss the light of your shadow
You’ve become the half part of my heart