hey trevor
as you are driving
to your self destruction
you must be wondering
what am i doing
at 3am in your apartment
so inconveniently away from the city
were we once floundered our dreams
titillatingly without regards to reality
i just wonder
how come you are still here
and i am not with you
hey trevor
as you are wearing that black cap
that i gave you on your birthday
i can almost see
the total desolation of your destination
i might have been able to
if i wasnt just so astounded by my own presence
here in your bedroom no less
so immaculate in tidiness
so blissful in your manly husk
that i can smell from your pillows