Cinnamon Balls

She’ll remember this day
As if it just had happened
A stain of piss in the snow
Who said joy is a name for a (girl)?
Feel the smell of the boss
It will reek on your skin till you’re old
The cries…
She said no like ten thousands of times
They were met with a smile
Then he snarled like a dog
Left the car while the seats were still warm
Still the windows are covered with frost