Christine

I’ve been messed up in my head
Since I finished watching threads
When I couldn’t sleep for weeks
Seeking shelter in the sheets
Have I always been like this?
Like a toothy teenage kiss?
Like the Labrador we miss?
Like the tape hiss?

But at a party all the planets got in line
Passion forged under a four pound box of wine
That’s when you knew, when you felt certain it was love
He held your hair while you were throwing up

I never heard a more romantic story
Christine, everybody else just bores me
And when the bombs begin to drop
And my skin is dripping off
I’ll remember you in all your glory

I don’t want to feel this awful anymore
10,000 steps is such a long walk to your door
Have I always been like this?
Like a toothy teenage kiss?
Like a fallout-shelter piss?
Like a dog death?

I never heard a more romantic story