Mourn
We were friends in college
I don't remember how we met
Something about a scanner
And latterly, a dress

You know I'm not forthright, so ask;
Just ask before you touch me
But for the love of G-d
Make sure you touch me

Because you're shaking as you climax
Like a rope pulled taught
I maintain I was bored
We were talking in the garden
Can you tell that I'm poor?
Do you like that I'm poor?

How did you know know the deceased?
You're on your own
They died alone
I can't be angry
I can't be happy
I didn't try