Wait Until The Ride is Over To Exit

Love like amphetamines-
Betrayal like a silent bomb-
This is the swing I am gleefully on-
This sounds the tune of our courtship song.

Dark blue high rise,
Hookah lounge,
Vance Park down the street,
Where we hid under the slide from the sleet-
Conditions me to believe
That the Here and Now is all I need.

Don’t rework this affidavit,
Don’t revisit the sounding march,
He who held me close at dusk
Now must stay to smell my farts.

Love like amphetamines
Betrayal like a silent bomb-
This is the swing I am strapped upon-
This chimes the tune of our lovesick song.