i find myself
asking yahoo to remember me
since people are getting worse at this
fast food, fast love, fast everything
and crowds make me feel less lonely

and if i go away
the wind will blow a little different
killing petunias and
raising little girls’ dresses

there were
too many ways, places, people
all of them the right choices
all of them the wrong choices
and crowds won’t help

and if i go away
i’ll have a fast funeral with
instagram pictures
free coke
and tissues

yahoo will remember me