If I had it my wayI’d be sleeping in your bedBut never hold your hand If I had it my wayI wouldBrush your hair to the side and kiss you neckBut never tell you I love you I’m a lucky guyTo take a pretty girl out and fuck her like I love herAnd turn away…

this is the second time we are meeting And she shotguns the cigarette smoke into my mouth Before kissing me in front of all her friends something about being a stranger in the suburbs of Chicago  Feels so romantic right now I make myself a plate of tacos  And another round of drinks she is…

Chicago has a silken moon face sitting in the darkness overtop Wicker park  she is like you but distant She is soft and full of happiness  You see me smiling as we drift to sleep I am content as my teeth dry out  In a timeline behind (or ahead?- which ways do I count?) I…