When
The
Night come

We sing
Songs
Of
*** and
Disaster

Ash
Wednesdays
Or whenever
God wants
It

The bass comes in
I'm present
I tell myself

She smiles
Maybe
I linger
Maybe
Near the bar

Her head enflamed
With bad ideas

And

Chocolate

Me being
The only thing she
Needs

Her being
The only thing I

See.