iShoot

iShoot

we were shooting stars
i ain’t chatting
gunning down john lennon
or some blinged up rapper
with a drive by
we were orbiting the sun with
our incendiary passion
until we hit the pavement
all kurt corbain like
and splattered
my heart fell out rolled into
the gutter
i left you there all super nova
your vital signs put you in
a comet’s coma
turned my heels click clack click
oh boy are we so over

(p.s in come as you are kurt was lying
he clearly did have a gun
even though he swore he didn’t have one)