held my hand tight
Said: ‘Don’t wanna stop—but /
all I got is tonight’
His reply was a curse /
like two fists swingin’
‘Yo, girl—Everything happens /
for a reason’
That night—we tore through Tylers //
both Bonnie and Steven
We didn’t leave sprung //
we left still springin’
The lonely Jersey boy?—
all mouth n’ two moms,
A city girl who don’t fuck,
all she do is drop F-bombs.
This keeps goin’—
On and on And then…
No one died, but it’s still a tragedy
Fuck Shakespeare, he lied?—
a brush with agony
They fell into death?—
before love killed slow
That’s the tragedy
he should’a fuckin’ wrote
Pulled a Romeo—a fast fuck to forget
Drew a line through hate-and-love?—
sick Juliet
They gotThe End. We gotAnd Then
Circle and crash
into each other
