Tragedy

Hold the      
Presses        
On the        
Tragedy        
Of me        
       
Young        
Uncaring        
Unfeeling        
Devoid        
A quarter smug        
Dazed        
Tired/run down        
About nothing        
Ugly girl        
Nostrils        
Were flared up        
(Just wait til you age        
The nose is the first        
To go-gets wider        
Don’t igg it on)        
Defensive        
Apathetic        
Emotionally        
deflective        
No response        
Whatso ever        
To        
[Now convinced we were grieving for the future]
       
(Blank)        
       
What are you        
Talking about now?        
       
(All up in my face)        
       
(Probably wasn’t        
Too much worse than you        
Just occupying the bar        
All night long        
But uh at least you were        
Alive)        
       
Tragedy        
       
(I was thoughtful at least)        
       
{We didn’t even have sense enough to ask for last names-stupid/dangerous if ya think about it. Don’t hurt to ask to see id/ DL nowadays, anyways and hope they're not giving you a fake one. She volunteered her first name though-We nodded. Haven’t seen that alias pop back up anywhere, since}'      
       
(We gotta turn this tragic lesbian shit around now)