May 28, 2009 | 4:08 p.m.
yes, this is about you.

i tried to tell you that i shouldn't but i still...
i got drowned out by the city's whiskey sounds.
i was a cigarette on the sidewalk,
an aftertaste
the morning after.

you said september.

i should have split your lip,
licked the blood just like you showed me.
you would have fucking loved it.