What is my role in the gang bang?
Hips thrust unwillingly into sobriety,
Spine consists of 12 easy steps
to abandon all significant failures.
I would give up my place at the top,
ego nose dives into the receiving end,
just to hear your dissonant admiration
across my sheets.
Its a long distance from the parking lot
to your inquiring mind.
No pot holes to call my own.
No spotlights have my back.
There are no clear footprints or bread crumbs.
Lucid mazes continue to administer electric shock
when I can't find the cheese.
Im still on your street.
Im still in the way.
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