My work came back from class

With notes attached

Of a place and time

Or how my body kept him up at night



He let me smoke weed in his truck

If I could convince him I loved him enough

Enough, enough, enough, enough



He made me a tape of Joy Division

He told there was a part of him missing

When I was sixteen

He jumped off a building



Mr Petersen

I know you were ready to go

I hope there's room for you up above

Or down below.