front row

do you go to the dungeon to find out how to make peace with your days in the dungeon writing a letter

to you didn't make me feel any more peaceful then how i felt when we weren't speaking because i

didn't cop to what i did. i can't love you because we're supposed to have professional boundaries. i'd

like you to be schooled and in awe as though you were kissed by god full on the lips. i'm in the front

row the front row with popcorn i get to see you see you close up i'm too tired to recount the

unpleasantries one by one one minute i want to banish you the next i want to be on

a deserted island with you along with my three favorite cd's ambivalent yet in your

bed we've yet to acknowledge what really happened

slid into the ditch i have this overwhelming loss of ambition we said let's name thirty good reasons why

we shouldn't be together i started by saying things like you smoke" "you live in new jersey "