every now and then your name flashes
across my headspace like a marquee
announcing an upcoming tragedy
i had bought tickets too long before i
found out you weren't even into
"that sort of thing."
sometimes i contemplate going in,
but most of the time i scalp them,
figuring i could walk away with
more by getting rid of some extra
shit i don't need
than sitting for the same show
i've lived so many times they'd
swear i wrote it.