bad date

suffocate on cake half asleep in a diner on east side of town where the eyes are little more shifty,
the crowd could testify that you weren't high just exhausted and possibly mildly inebriated,
abbreviated terms for your half baked smirk as the medics helped you to a seat upon the curb,
I had no part in your rescue I was thoroughly upset and I felt powerless amongst the team of professionals
never the less, the lesser I knew about you seemed to construed some eerie premonition i had in a dream in my bed
I remember your train wreck of actions, the breathing tube up your nose and down your throat.
this followed to fruitions as i draped your coat over your shoulders in front of your home,
don't expect a call in the near future...