lost all lost

I finally found the coat I stole the coat it begged me to steal it
gave it away for a yellow scarf that was once worn by conjoined twins who feel asleep kissing each other
it was lost by the time I washed it I felt bad those poor twins same neck same heart
oh the Netherlands the never mind why the goodbye that never was
the hello that seemed like cancer the high that never cried once stingy bitch
I wasn’t grateful for the kiss it wasn’t sexy though I forgave it
we laughed simple we laughed though I felt bad after the last snort my poor cocaine