Your friend’s got the remote

It’s always your friend

Always your boyfriend

Constantly another

Never yourself.

The peace is rare and delightful

Chased away by 1980’s dialogue

Why can’t they learn to like the silence?

Cowboys straddling horses in a suburban Mexico

Lazy commentary with even lazier jokes

Innuendo has never been so boring

Sleep so close but still so far

Like reaching for the blue sky I can feel its presence

But never can I touch it

Poor fool

Poor me