a tiny thread, point sharp and stealthy
penetrates this thick silence
trespassing within my complacency
my dull sanity
a piston pumping sexless intrusion
wasted words come all over the walls
a bouncing echo around this cell
a stray word flies off every angle
like a failed conversation, it keeps me flailing
reaching for some hint of me in all of this you
let me sacrifice to the altar of your ego
place your loving hands inside my growing need
and let chemistry feed this biology
we are no more than sitting ducks unfucking our attractions
stroking flaccid masterpieces just to feel the grip
