Smoke was pulled like ribbons from the windows of the car
I followed the flash of silver from your teeth
Above the tarmac the lights were icy green
Buried in patterns in your chest, a quiet shimmering
Little dipper, tiara-shine, song bird shivery, thin thin dime
Smoke like ribbons
Songs were pulled in ribbons from the window of the car
Lost along the shoulders of the highway
The cake walk dancers unwind from their spin
Singing 'lawty lawty loved him'
Stark don't give a flat fuck