StoneyCrustyBabe
01-11-2005, 12:09 AM
USED UP
I really am getting tired
Of this flavor of the week routine
I question how much longer
I can put my heart up to be
Hired out by these men
Yes while I am there with them
I am present
Forget so completely in those moments
How good last weeks flavor tasted
Pretend that all that time was not wasted
Because I would not be led here to the newest
Without the latest
In some way rejecting or being rejected by me
So I present myself
Over and over and over
Play the players, the nice boys,
And every kind in between
Because I refuse to be seen
In the light they want to see
I don't play mommy well
Hell instead
I spread my legs
Because I like sex
Wait, lets be perfectly honest
I really, really love sex
Yes, Yes, YES!
You could say I'm easy
Maybe even sleazy
Torn up driven crazy
By emotions I refuse to acknowledge
Because I can't stop
Fucking these men
All of them beautiful
Handsome creations
And I love them all
I LOVE THEM ALL
But what happens now
This latest flavor
I really like where he begins
And where I end
And oh shit, I'm getting too close
I want to run
Hide, just be away
Because I am afraid
Of screwing this up
Fucking it and twisting it
And ruining it
I internalize all of this
Because, because, because
All my excuses
The no waits, buts, and pleases
Add up here
Formulaic recipe for disaster
Math doesn't work for the either
I know I manifest
The no boyfriend rule
I fear that old man reality
Not that I can't love
That One Love is real
I am ruling my own destiny here
Forgetting all my fear
Of reciprocation or unreciprocation
Pieces of me falling off edges
Slipping over lost ideals of relationship.
Untitled
Dialing numbers
Randomly finding
American androids
Robotically filling
Their time and space continuum
With consumption related activities
National demographics
Prove the patriotic obsession with
Being entertained
Tragedy dawning and
Nobody can seem to
Own their own entertainment process
Day in
Day out
They suckle at the teat
Of black boxes
Flashing Big Brother images
Between insipid, mind numbing
Life stealing (or is it living)
Programming.
I really am getting tired
Of this flavor of the week routine
I question how much longer
I can put my heart up to be
Hired out by these men
Yes while I am there with them
I am present
Forget so completely in those moments
How good last weeks flavor tasted
Pretend that all that time was not wasted
Because I would not be led here to the newest
Without the latest
In some way rejecting or being rejected by me
So I present myself
Over and over and over
Play the players, the nice boys,
And every kind in between
Because I refuse to be seen
In the light they want to see
I don't play mommy well
Hell instead
I spread my legs
Because I like sex
Wait, lets be perfectly honest
I really, really love sex
Yes, Yes, YES!
You could say I'm easy
Maybe even sleazy
Torn up driven crazy
By emotions I refuse to acknowledge
Because I can't stop
Fucking these men
All of them beautiful
Handsome creations
And I love them all
I LOVE THEM ALL
But what happens now
This latest flavor
I really like where he begins
And where I end
And oh shit, I'm getting too close
I want to run
Hide, just be away
Because I am afraid
Of screwing this up
Fucking it and twisting it
And ruining it
I internalize all of this
Because, because, because
All my excuses
The no waits, buts, and pleases
Add up here
Formulaic recipe for disaster
Math doesn't work for the either
I know I manifest
The no boyfriend rule
I fear that old man reality
Not that I can't love
That One Love is real
I am ruling my own destiny here
Forgetting all my fear
Of reciprocation or unreciprocation
Pieces of me falling off edges
Slipping over lost ideals of relationship.
Untitled
Dialing numbers
Randomly finding
American androids
Robotically filling
Their time and space continuum
With consumption related activities
National demographics
Prove the patriotic obsession with
Being entertained
Tragedy dawning and
Nobody can seem to
Own their own entertainment process
Day in
Day out
They suckle at the teat
Of black boxes
Flashing Big Brother images
Between insipid, mind numbing
Life stealing (or is it living)
Programming.