We kissed once

Haven't talked since

Door clicks

Lighter flicks

Thanks, doll

A poem writ whilst I poop.

My chalkboard dreams have been erased.

Foolish girl;

Holding on

to nothing

Entering my life. 

Dying to leave. 

Pete the alligator loved eating kids.

I'm dead.

Cancel my subscription. 

Their home deteriorated, as did love

Pushed off high building. Bloody street.