same old conversation

remember you?

looking down at me

sad flower falling

arms tan

hands blue.

car running

and whisky

making my

mind jump

just like

how i feel,

do you get that?

and what happened

to my breath

smoking

and your hand

waving frantic

flagging down

the bus out

of town

remember you?

looking down at me

sad flower falling from

grace

arms brown

hands blue

hair that

doesn't quite

know what

to do

i hope all

the sad

things you

said

don't

come true.