days on end, this haunting, the hem of her skirt, she said, how do i look, black lily in her hair, and i said, you look like slutty corpse set aflame and she said, that isn’t funny, she had issues and i laughed, you think you’re the only one with mixed emotions, and she pushed me down onto the sofa and i smelled her hair and she kissed me then and everything was alright again until i woke up on the other side of the river in a basement studio apartment where the music was this constant static and the roaches crawled under everything.