Yes, I do recall that evening at the waterfront: we sought the sky's amphetamine truth and a carnie sold me two roses; one that lisped & one that hissed sugar foam and love songs.

Needles that I slipped through your fingers, but they just crawled up both your arms and whispered. As that phosphorescent laugh drip-dropped from your lips they said "Oh! Teen ruby fiend! Open those thighs, show us the urchin inside!"

Your gown gangrened down your hips, reaching out towards the oyster ships. I pulled you closer for a kiss but the roses shaved my lips and made my mouth a grave filled with promises...

"I'll forget you when im famous baby.. I'll forget you in five minutes from now."