“I’ve never had a boyfriend I didn’t cheat on.”
“Well then, I guess it’s a good thing we’re not dating.”
“You’re not funny.”
“I am.”
“You’re supposed to listen. That’s the point of you.”
She looked down at a dirty, worn-soft pair of shoes
Atop a surface too rocky and slanted.
She was reaching the bottom of herself.
Immortal no more, a little bore
trying to even the score,
Minutes in the sky,
never ate that pie,