There’s less romance in first class
because there’s more space
more opportunity
to live our separate lives
in our own individual bubbles.

I don’t want that for us
because you look special.
You look amazing.
You look like this girl
I knew from college
whom I didn’t sleep with.
You look like you’d like the Doors.

You’ve got no reason to talk to me
and I have no excuse to talk to you
but I do have a question:
do y’wanna make out?
Depending on your response
there may be a follow-up question

(Parenthetically
I don’t think that college girl
I mentioned before
would want to know how many times
I masturbated to her.
Would you?
What if
I had hit a record?
There may be
another follow-up).