Little Max

On a quiet, dead-end street

With a loop off at the end

Drives a lonely little boy

Showing off to find a friend

Walking in, I scared him

‘Cause no one knows he’s there

Mother’s on her cell phone

And he knows she doesn’t care

He gathers all the snow in sight

And puts it in his truck

Then dumps it out and squashes it

And now the snow is fucked

He loves to play with big kid toys

He speeds and swerves around

With his car there’s lots of noise

But now there is no sound

Sitting on this rock, alone

In tasteless parody

Again, I am still on my own

On doorstep 23

It’s cold, I want to go inside

My phone says otherwise

She’d meet me here at 5:15

But it was just all lies

He’s gone in a black SUV

He doesn’t want to go

He left me on the empty street

Staring at his snow,

All alone.