First there was Michelle.
Eye was hanging out
With punks in hell
Moshing in the pit
High on V's and K's
And whatever pill
Her mom could give to me.

Then her house was burned down.

Then there was Rumi.
She was beautiful,
Perfect, and Japanese.
I went crazy.
My back hurt,
And I couldn't sleep.

She was manipulated by a minister.

Then there was Lisa.
Sucking off a cop's cock
In a thumb-nail view
On the Night of Karma
When I found five of my exes
On Pornhub
In a single night
Magnetically-inclined

She was, crooked and out of sight.

I never clicked on her at all.

Then there was the rest ...

Jessica, followed by Jess.

Jessica, followed bv Jess.

Amber the zodiac queen.

She turned my sister into a machine.

And she's also dead.

With an S-shaped body,
Dying,
And blood on one of her wrists
Remote-controlled
Into her own shit.


I don't mind.
They're
Just witches,
Right..?
Attracted to the divine blood of Constance.

I don't move.
I'm always moving.
I don't move.
I'm always moving.

And then there was Amy,
Who I only kissed.

We formed an S.

She was the last one.

And a perfect note,

Perfect tread,

And perfectly-dressed

The last one

Makes me

Remember all the rest.


For Amy.

by Brendan S