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