To the anonymous person whose name ends in -erk
I thought of something that just might work
Perhaps if I incite your sense of jealousy
You just might call me
I’m sure daddy will be thrilled
Thinking my thoughts of you have finally been killed
He doesn’t know that romance
Is only a fraction of my connection to you
Because I am just some dangerous lecherous animal
In his psychological carnival
And nothing will ever cause my memory to end
Of you as my greatest friend
But I am going to make good on this threat
Because I have incurred an emotional debt
And nothing will get you to call me
So I can set you free
That is, if in the first place, my memory of you wasn’t just insanity
Because if it had any reality
You’d call me
My friend would call me