Extant - Trophy Scars

At 6 AM I was counting large stacks of cash — you were feasting on the body of

an angel in a taxi cab

Though the driver was scared, we paid him not to care

Cheers to our youth and the heavens and our reckless past

At 3 PM we were full and asleep back at home on our leather couch

We woke at 9, took a shower, I watched you dress, I helped you button up your

bright blue blouse

I ask you «What's your favorite state?»

You shed a tear and say «Not tonight.»

«So what you wanna do babe?»

You roll your eyes and say «Not tonight.»

And I think of your face, years ago on Easter Day

How you looked at my face when we went dancing in the pouring rain