Cock & Release

Lame horse leg swinging loosely ‘round at her head
ducking to avoid a brutal love tap that thuds hard

Crumpled bits fall straight outta your gaping mouth
kerplop was the only feasible fairy tale ending

Bad news bears circle you and taunt your dreams
but you’ve renounced all animal metaphors

Chasing marginal affection whittled your heart down
to a tiny wooden glowstick barren of sawdust sparks

Flipping channels making habits of bad habits gone bad
doubly confusing in this sopping world of vice & mirrors

Fending for yourself like a junkie in an oyster bar
a lavender checkerboard triggers charisma vertigo

Just so you can run your wagging tongue under her shirt
validating your dark past with the smell of baby powder

Pap pap pap twists the sideways gangsta style gun
thrust into your everlasting soul side cramp