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My *** Waits for me Like a mongrel waits Downwind on a tight rope leash My *** Is a fragile acrobat Sometimes I'm a Novocaine shot Sometimes I'm an automat My *** Is often solo Sometimes it short circuits then Sometimes it's a golden glow My *** Is invested in Suburban photographs Skyscraper shadows on a car crash overpass My *** Is savage, tender It wears no future faces Owns just random gender My *** Has a wanting wardrobe I still explore Of all the bodies I knew and those I want to know My *** Is a spark of electro flesh Leased from the tick of time And geared for synchromesh My *** Is an image lost in faded films A neon outline On a high-rise overspill My *** My *** My *** ...
