samlonghorn

1. I got up.
2. I went to work.
3. I did work.
4. I bought food at lunchtime.
5. I ate lunch.
6. I did more work
7. I went home.
8. I found my new toy
9. I built my new toy.
10. I made dinner and ate it.
11. I rode my new toy....STEADY! It's only an exercise bike, not a real doll....
12. I nursed my sore butt.
13. I watched Heroes.
14. I played rock, paper, scissors with myself and still lost.
15. I wrote this....

Here's another song by The Lapse

Hide Your Daughters

Where do you find the most perverts?
Hidden behind three degrees
apparently asexual
teachers
scientists
left-wingers
every glance cast upon them emasculates
for the mere thought would have never even crossed your mind
"Him?" --- believe it or not - but it isn't because he doesn't get any

If you were to graph this phenomenon:
"X" being "proximity to temporality"
the right extreme reserved for those rare moments of total understanding
the left for nine innings at season seats
with a pocket screen simultaneously reporting how the Giants are doing
"Y" being "sexual need" (again, not "amount gotten")
You could watch the line shoot up almost a perfect 45 degree angle
passing "fear of sex"
passing "monogamy"
passing "true players"

By the time we're within a stone's throw of the underpopulated
wild and dangerous Right Frontier

we're talking about not just fucking
but deceiving
cumming inside
not to humiliate
but to leave a trail of little bastards
across a globe that may too soon never even remember you were here

And then it all stops
abruptly
straight down 90 degrees to 0
the line where for brief moments
(for no one can actually maintain a life there)
everything becomes painfully clear
it leaves you completely
not a drop left

And where once you saw crean
is now just a filthy residue unhygienically oozing
for here it is unfortunately apparent
that the chubby cheeks
baby blue eyes
and fragile skin of even an infinite number of newborns
are not you
could never be you