of bribed bartenders
and jealous hobos
as we danced steps newly invented.
We ended up at your shell of an apartment
with three bottles of illegal booze.
Once they were brutally murdered
we spun those glass corpses
and kissed the ghosts between us.
You left me there
to find your boyfriend
and I woke in the morning
with my nobility still intact.
I don't think you've ever forgiven me for that.