i snatched out your eyes

laughed at how i made you blind

and looked just the same

i am white knuckles

a back scratch buried in gloves

he is a soft palm

when a frightening
man whispered to me in jive
i did him no harm

i smoked cigarettes
in your attic yesterday
you made lemonade

and when the world ends
you're still fucking a stranger
and then you're just gone