I Loved Here, Once

I loved her, once.

The unsteady Ferris wheel we boarded
One cold autumn day in Coney Island,

Waning and growing,
An erratic eight months
Compact in photo booth strips.

The Novocain numbness when we kissed,
Linking us on cobweb spindles
swaying in violent wind,

I loved her, twice.

When I was her little prince, the sixty pieces
Of Bubble Gum Kush & Moet presents
Her infatuation to posses me,

I loved her less.

Filling her awkward body in sex’s dance,
Closing my eyes to Jane’s perfect tattooed hips.

In order to come,
Back to you.

I kissed her again and again,
Under the endless sky,
the night we broke up,

She pulled tissues out her heart.
But I couldn’t understand
why Brooklyn looked so dope.