Freezing at the bus stop again. Two headphones and zero friends.
Breathing heat on my hands, overthinking a plan. Where do I sit? Where do I stand?
This tangled iPod cord is playing Lorna Shore, when I feel a tap on my shoulder.
He said “What are you listening to?” which I replied “Accumulatory Genophage” with a straight face.
I thought it would throw you off but you asked to listen and in that moment I knew you’d be different.
He said “Yo, what the fuck is this?” and then we started laughing, bus picked us up and then we started chatting.
You said your name was Taylor Oxford over the music, I said my name was Jamie and I tried to not look stupid.
Cause I could feel, yeah I could feel Morgan. Cause I could feel the Trigger staring at me, I could feel her staring at me, from the other side of the bus. Cold air on my face, I had to roll my window up.
Now all I see is an open red flannel and a short dark haircut, me and Taylor stare as she’s standing right over us, Lorna cuts off as she takes my iPod touch and now its 64 whole gigs taken out my hoodie. 16 feral kids taking off my hoodie. 64 whole gigs taken out my hoodie. Whole bus laughing, everybody staring at me.
I guess punks really do jump up to get beat down, cause the second I got up she knocked my ass to the ground.
And now my skinny jeans are dirty and my nose is fucked, and I’m still cold cause I never rolled my window up.
Ever since that day, I swore I’d make them pay.
I’ve got karma to burn. You sowed it, now reap. An eye for an iPod. Sounds fair to me.
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