Let me rub my back against the notches on your bedpostnscratch these afterthoughts off my flesh and shed ghostsnMy head's close to your closet door.nI've got the glass to my ear. My nose is in yournbusiness I smell something fishy here.nI hear bones rattling. Poems battling for space and timenPhones that'll ring when I make judgement calls with pick-up linesnSexual hang-ups leave me waiting nude and while alonenIt just gets aggrivating masterbatingto a dial tone.nI'm the home to run-away trains of thoughtnMy one track mind is a collision inter-course where victim's cross,nBedroom eyes...uncross their legs exposing inner thighsnI disrobe and show my most convincing disguise.nI've lived so many lives each death has left my face scarrednHid so many lies under my breath that I can't face GodnDig into my mind deep enough you'll find a graveyardnI get nervous bodies will resurface every time it rains hardnnDon't cry, girl." Let me outline your short comingsnWhile my world is full of them and they're all in the long runningsnIt's all fun and games. It's all done in vain. It's all a ----ing shamenI ain't the one but I'm the one to complain?nnI'm the one to come home.Compare.Contrast.Come fastnMake love to the present, fuck the pastnMake love to the present, fuck the past.Nothing lastsnDon't you dare worry about the morning aftermathn(yeah!)nnnTaking an acid bath, pissing on the shower curtainnThe gal just laughs and starts dissing my towel turbannI had to ask if she knew how to listen now I'm certainnNow my task is just to get up in her like I was a surgeon!nI'm a virgin who makes exceptions at sunsetnMy dirty skin gets cleansed by the summer sweat Self, have some respect! I don't need you new and cleannBut I don't want the procedure routine!nA screw machine!with a few bolts loose.robot response touch tonenHair trigger, happy-go-lucky emotion monger wants a love poemnRun home.dip into your closet and jump bonesnYour secret admirer's stuck higher up and he's unknown.nLooking down on you.can you bare the burden?my ears are hurtingnI found a few gears are turningnWith squeaky wheels.they get the grease cuz its a damn nuisancenUnderstand the blueprints for our mechanical movements.nIt never ran smooth since we abused the EarthnGrabbed a hand full of pubics and removed the turfnRefused its worth, we lose our shirts.she assumed the worstnAnd needed proof of birth? I'm leaving this universe.nnIt seems doomed and cursed.see if you come first then come fastnCome here.Come back.Compare.ContrastnComplain.Constrain.Constantly ask,nComplicated questions contain scientific answers in your flasknCondone.Condemn.Come home.Come friendnConfuse.Common issues.Condelude.ComprehendnCarma.Chameleon.Come again?nContinue to come in you.Come to daddy.CondescendnCome and bring us (Confidence). Cunnilingus (Compliments)nCome to thank us went from guilty conscienceness to common sensenCalm down.Complete.Compound.Come eatnOur Common ground meat from man-made concretenCome to the street.Conquer the weak.Come to terms with coming lastnMake love to the present, fuck the pastnMake love to the present, fuck the past.Nothing lastsnDon't you dare worry about the morning aftermath. (yeah!)nn