Tiffany
you only get so many nights like that
where the streetlights become tiny yellow moons
she picks you up at your place for the dance club
and introduces you to Joy Division on the drive there
blacklight and 80's retro music
in a hip Milwaukee neighborhood
along with a beautiful half-Asian woman
who smoked weed and listened to goth bands
what i wouldn’t give for those things tonight
you were too naive to know how good you had it
too greedy to understand that fortune was at your loins
and too inexperienced to have done anything differently
too stupid to hold on to her
and too smart to ever forget her
