Homecoming

It’s homecoming this week For the high school kids It’s also my anniversary Of being lonely When I was sixteen I had a date for the dance But I crashed my parent’s car And my Dad was pissed I was embarrassed And ditched her good She called and called But I forestalled I told her I was grounded And didn’t have a ride Hung out with my friends And smoked weed instead She made a voodoo doll Because she was a witch Put a pin in my dick That wicked bitch Twenty one years later I have been alone When I finally die No one will know Three weeks I will have rotted in my home And when the cops arrive They will smell death at my door