My s__
Waits for me
Like a mongrel waits
Downwind on a tight rope leash

My s__
Is a fragile acrobat
Sometimes I'm a novocaine shot
Sometimes I'm an automat

My s__
Is often solo
Sometimes it short circuits then
Sometimes it's a golden glow

My s__
Is invested in
Suburban photographs
Skyscraper shadows on a carcrash overpass

My s__
Is savage, tender
It wears no future faces
Owns just random gender

My s__
Has a wanting wardrobe
I still explore
Of all the bodies I knew and those I want to know

My s__
Is a spark of electro flesh
Leased from the tick of time
And geared for synchromesh

My s__
Is an image lost in faded films
A neon outline
On a high-rise overspill

My s__

(Repeat and fade)

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