Trailer Park Love Saga

He fell in love with the trailer park, she fell in love with online shopping and Snapchat filters. Percocets and Lithium give you the moon. The Walking Dead reruns and Kraft macaroni. The smell in the air is stale Winston's or maybe Kools. Dry, rustled air, hot, miser able. Sweat beads down my spine, looking at her drives me out of my mind. If I can't have you no one will! I pull the trigger; bite the bullet and swallow the pill. Travesty of sympathy, an orchestra of feelings I've lost. But to find you ... ... fragile ... back inside my safe place.