boy without a name

i’m sitting here in france

trying to remember the name

of a guy i fucked five or six years ago

he was wholly inconsequential

except that his actions caused

a ripple effect in my life

but i can’t remember his name

were we just so wasted all the time,

am i getting old, or

have i just fucked too many?

he had a red mohawk and liked

joy division

drank whiskey by the gallon

i think it starts with an h

it was a bizarre name

he was a bizarre guy

one time he put a blond streak

in my hair to make me rogue

i wonder where he is

i wonder what his name was…


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