Uriah Hamilton - Stand In Shit

Beaujolais in paper cups
Beside an alley dumpster
Beneath a praying streetlight—
Holding hands in a grimy city,
Midnight still feels romantic
In the flowerless void;
I always expected
I’d stand in shit
But still write about love

Uriah Hamilton

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