1.8.2020

and there we were

nearly 3am

smoke in our lungs

on our way home

saw the postman

and i laid down 

on the ground

in the middle of the street

you looked at me like i was crazy

but followed

there were no stars 

this city feels good

we are the main characters

i said

but at 3am

with smoke in our lungs

you were also the only star

i could see

laying in the middle of the street

as the postman walked past us

and looked at us 

like we were crazy