written by
Jenaphur Ackerman
He had sketch book arms and my name written across
his heart
I never asked for the advertisement
One time we were shadows of each other
Now we seem to speak in private
"When was the last time we were alone?"
I recall
Greeting the dawn in fishnets with my underwear
in my pocket
And lipstick everywhere
He laughs and rewards me with a hug
Didn't you know?
I'm a fucking laugh riot
With a great memory
We break each other's hearts
And turn each other on
What a winning combination
A high school sweetheart I never outgrew
Or did I?
Our reunion was brief, which was easiest in this
case
A small virgin like kiss and off to my train
I didn't cry this time
The
metal did the screaming for me
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