the only time it happens is all the time

by amy sharp


If you decided you were wrong
I wouldn't care that I was right
sometimes it takes so long for the night
to drip dark and the lights to burn yellow
it's always dusk
all over the city
did you ever notice that in August
did you ever see me walking down the street
my hair on fire
I saw you but I kept my mouth closed
I have learned not to shout