My car broke down
Across from the mechanic's shop,
I'm bowling a perfect
zero
with the bumpers up
My shoes get stolen
Barefoot in the tire lounge,
I chip my tooth on a gumball
the dentist pulled
the wrong teeth
he said it was my fault
so I apologize
I'm late for work
My boss is yelling
about something
I zone out
I don't explain myself
I get fired
I pack my box with nothing
but static air
filled with three-and-a-half
years
No one says goodbye
No one seems to notice
Except you
You call my name
You hug me
for the first time
ever
You even asked me
to call sometime
There's nothing else
I can do
but smile
and be smitten
from your laughing
at my new gold teeth
What goes down, must come up