IN THE STATE OF NEW JERSEY. 

I PAY IN CASH, 

AND TELL MYSELF IT’S EASIER,

IT’S PARENTAL, 

IT’S ROMANTIC, 

IT’S YOUR YOUNGER SELF. 

IT’S MAYBE EVEN SEXUAL, 

TO JUST BE STRANGERS AGAIN. 

I LOOK AROUND THE ROOM, 

AND YOU’RE MY ONLY FRIEND.

MY DOOR CODE 

TAKES TWO TRIES, 

SO I WANT TO ASK YOU 

FOR HELP, 

BUT IT SEEMS LIKE EVERYONE

ELSE DOES. 

AND I WANT TO FEEL YOU. 

ALL OF YOU. 

ALL 98.6 DEGREES 

OF YOU, 

AS THE STREETS ARE SALTED

REAL GOOD HERE, 

THAT PEOPLE ARE DRIVING 

LIKE IT’S THURSDAY, 

WHICH MAKES SENSE, 

BECAUSE IT IS.