“In The Next Life, Steven”

If only times

Were different

Then our lives

Could truly flourish

But as it is

This life is shit

With love like ours

Not encouraged

Small Minds

One
day
I will
write
novels

All
about
you
and
me

Of
how
we left
those
hovels

And
found
our
sanctuary

You say
you’ve
got it
rough

Well I’m
calling
bullshit

As I’m
the one
doing
it tough

You
fucking
hypocrite

I buried
you a
long time
ago

Along
with
my self
esteem