its cold out the color of slush and mud and blinding cloudy skies. there's the dumpster from years ago behind the high school where the *** heads come out to play. but none of that matters now, i have somewhere to be. the casting call it's today and i have a shot at landing a part so people can finally know my name. but then you're there unexpectedly and i bring you along in my search.
and then because my subconscious is big on plot twists i take you urgently and kiss you hard.
and i can't tell if i like it or not and i wake up terrified.