Cruel midnight, neon baptizes the bruise
your name drips off the hour like honeyed glue.
I keep dancing on the blade of the last kiss—
it spins, it sings, it splits the heat in two.
Siren city howls “stay,” but the dawn’s a loaded gun;
I wear your echo like diamonds in the screaming sun.
Devil’s summer, swear I’d drown just to feel the dive,
but every wave that takes me still keeps us alive.