Letting in sky, I shine—
I know what it’s like.
Under the city lights,

I start screaming,
leaning back, smiling,
blowing that roof off.

I wanna just live
inside my big white
walls, lounging,

easy weaving, riding
into the night, trying
to cross the bridge.

After Macklemore & Ryan Lewis’s “White Walls.” Amidst all the bitches and hoes, f this and that are some really lovely images. I lifted those out and rearranged them here.