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