true story 1

charlie anderson and myself once got held up
for a dollar on the corner of a seedy street
in grand rapids, michigan

contrary to what most people believe:
the man that held us up was a soccer
dad in his mid-thirties; he was driving
a black suburban

moreover, it was our last dollar- we
were sixteen running away on our way
to new york city

or at least that is what charlie believed-

secretly, i was aiming for grand rapids
seeing as that was where my ex-girlfriend
and her dying (of bone cancer) mother
lived