Green Box from Progress Bakery by Eliza Niemi

Driving at night your name comes up in my phone
I think I’ll pick up but I don’t cuz I’m just out to send some post and not be close
to your cold light (nitric oxide)

Flying at night, go ahead – light it up, make luciferin
No heat needed, no heat needed (just calcium and oxygen) for your cold light (nitric oxide)

Let’s go out and shoot some hoops – your sister and her boyfriend too. I’ll be sure to wear my worst shoes so I fall and from your stoop you shoot me your cold light (angled into my eye)

I thought I was active (wrong)
Your power was refractive (strong)
When you cooled and you rose up dense, all heated by the sun (intense),
it was just your cold light angled into my eye

Choosing the right magazine is your scene, it’s your scene, but your collage it seems to be a bunch of things that don’t have energy and can’t heat your cold light (nitric oxide)

Driving at night, my phone lights up as you call
How do you shine so bright when your tubes are so small, with oxygen that you can’t pull? It’s a cold light (nitric oxide)

• Pop
• cello
• slice of life
• Toronto