She pulled me inside her Naked on her sister’s bed. In her mother’s room And under the shower curtain. Those were our first times On the first day That her mother left for Ohio. There was a twist. We’d been playing for a month And I hadn’t expected her To let me hug her chest to chest Watching cartoons. The summer before Chicago We knew I would be leaving But we had to know our Prom meant something Two hundred dollars worth of gold and diamond. And then it crashed when I came back And I wasn’t a smart boy anymore With a shaved head and plans for Buffalo Another idiot concert freak.
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