and he says, do you remember the last time?
and she says, this is the last time.
and he says, annoyed, no not yet, not this time, but the time before last.
and she says, this will be the last time you ask me that
this will be the last time you do this to me
not since the last time have i felt this way
and he says, tell me this is the last time
tell it to me like the last time
one last time
she asks, do you remember the last time?
and he shakes his head, it was too long ago
and she weeps one last time
just like the last time when he couldn’t

there’s something here, but ach, the rhythm is all wrong and the attention seems to go off too fast in one place and stops abruptly somewhere else. it’s really not good enough to leave it alone, and there’s something to work with here, between these two different meanings of the phrase “the last time”: one being a memory and the other the finality of there being no more memories. i’ll have to get back to this