no not lifeless/ im the hand stroking the wall seeking out the light-switch/ while every other inch/ of tight skin/ is devoted to making you cum a thousand times/ i need this more than anything/ but not with the lights on/ how to disappear completely/ how to list your fears concretely/ how to ignore some people and restore others/ in the same smiling breath/ bereft of intention/ abjected/ cuz I forgot how to lodge an objection
i guess capitalism hijacked my imagination/ whats left is us drowning- uncomplainin- in an ocean of bitter patience/ the idea that loneliness can be eliminated is parasitic/ fascist/ theres no art without loneliness/ now im in walmart with a phony list/ now my car starts with a groaning hiss/ and im off to the races/ theres some other shit on the itinerary that seems impolite to mention/ but the road to hell is paved