A Song for Him

He smelled like an Amy song

coupled with shots of bourbon

undistinguishable passion

I think I might love him like one

I think I may have loved him

with his tongue tinged in smoke

and with his eyes lidded from poison

he was no good for me

He was the one for me

I could have tasted soot all day

marveled in toxicity forever

I could have made a song for him