ur sleeping on the couch

stale weed & flat beer

mmm, boy, what are you doing here? buying me cherry cigars and jumping over walls to meet me? what does your girlfriend think you're doing? boy, i don't feel the same way. you like watching smoke leave my mouth and curl around my head like a halo, you like watching me swing my legs over cars over bikes over gates, you like watching my lips pop off soda bottles, you like hearing me talk about how much i hate you. what are you doing here, boy? what are you doing by the poolside, eyes glued to me? your voice is like broken nails on a chalkboard, stop saying my name like that. your mouth is full of flies and dead maggots, keep your lips away from my neck. your cologne is rotting blood and nicotine.

do you remember when we were kids, boy?
do you remember sitting under the slide while it rained, waking up early at 5 a.m. and going for a walk? do you remember sitting on my couch and watching movies with me? do you remember climbing through my window and playing truth or dare?

what happened to you, boy? reeking of vodka and pot, why is you hand on my thigh? i am not like you anymore, boy. i am in love.