I’ve been dreaming again
it was you and I, dancing
in black silk, we performed together
that was until the firework
incident: a man lost his legs.
you held me
so close, and I was almost happy
about it, but I didn’t tell you it may have made me
sound like some kind of psychopath, the old man had it coming
anyway, he interrupted our dance.
Adelaide was there, looking as beautiful as
ever, but I wasn’t jealous because you were
only looking at me
at me at me at me