my heart is a sore
a vacant expression
blank signs
stop, left turns
and broken alabaster
the whitest your whites
can never be
not even with bleach
the semen stains don't
feed the hole inside
abscessed and infected
i'm a disease
a social abhorance
am i never going to fit
be your glove
i'm pants 3 sizes too small
choking the life from you
force choke
spasms in your lungs
religion is where you find it
on your knees or on your back
i only want to fuck you
just so i can break my heart
you don't have the power to
because it's still in my chest
that cavity of an empty space
it's a barrel for a reason
someone could have stopped it
someone could let me know
but no one tells me
until it's too late
the bridges are burnt
i try to say i don't care
my defenses can't get past my client logic
i've hard coded it into my data banks
encryption
my path is hidden from me
it's easy to get nowhere when
that's where you've been headed all along

-excelsior-