Mourn

We were friends in college I don't remember how we met Something about a scanner And latterly, a dress You know I'm not forthright, so ask; Just ask before you touch me But for the love of G-d Make sure you touch me Because you're shaking as you climax Like a rope pulled taught I maintain I was bored We were talking in the garden Can you tell that I'm poor? Do you like that I'm poor? How did you know know the deceased? You're on your own They died alone I can't be angry I can't be happy I didn't try