You had a place
In Park Slope
Cheap wine
Got stuck in my throat
In the autumn season
I was sniffing
Around cold turkey
And your critiques
Actually hurt me
Reversing my treason
They had finished
The arena
The night you said
You were leaving
Like you were teasing
For some reason
You saw me magnified
And it was more pleasing
Bumping Biggie in my ride
Down Tillary
When I swore you knew me
More than anybody
For some reason
You knew how a lie could be true
Those moments
When the third person is you
And it's inconvenient
The way real chapters end
How I'd love
To call you my friend
Was I Brando
On the Waterfront
Or a gothic bon vivant
Obsessed with
Dying
It was a time of
Linsanity
Obama and
Possibility
We were decoding Mayan
Over ambulance sirens
We rewrote
Awkward silences
With our fingertips went from
Crying
For some reason
You saw me magnified
And it was more pleasing
Bumping Biggie in my ride
Down Tillary
When I swore you knew me
More than anybody
For some reason
You knew how a lie could be true
Those moments
When the third person is you
And it's inconvenient
The way real chapters end
How I'd love
To call you my friend