she was needy.
i was broke.


she was a mistake,
and i was tacked on
like the punch line to
a bad joke.


bought her chocolate milk and pop tarts,
bought gas and cough drops.


she said she'd pay me back in kisses.
kisses are nice,
but kisses aren't legal tender.


she made me dream death.
why would i hang on to her,
when i couldn't even afford the rope
to hang myself.