“We could do it,” She says, Exhaling the smoke that had Pooled in her lungs. “It would be quick.”
We are leaning on the railing of her roof Discussing Capitalism, democracy, and failure.
“We could jump, Escape the cycle.” Looking down for a moment at pedestrians and bikes Moving around the city- Ants with distinct purposes. I watched her raise her hand to her lips, A motion perfected with practice. I watched Her thumb gently ashing Before passing it to me.
I take a second before responding. “We’d have to jump head first” To make sure it worked. But what about the guy who has to scrape us up?”
So instead of Jumping Or thinking too hard About the implication of us wanting to Jump, We hop on the Metro Racing to Chinatown Dreaming of dumplings Bursting on tongues.
“Damn munchies,” She says with a smile, But I could still see the free fall in her eyes.
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