I crave it quite urgently
He says endearingly.

Masked in nonchalance,
unjustifiably insolent -
I blast in trance.

A decade later, I fluster.
At the sound of his home keys -
He puts a nose on his smileys.

         Some Lowly to cool,
         Some Shitkid to fuel.

A couple of beers?
He sheds a few tears.