air and fuel
spark the flame
burn clean
play the game

i bled for you
you sweat for me
never achieving
peak efficiency

hot exhaust
burning hate
keep it tight
out of the gate

she bled for him
he sweat for her
too much work
for one cylinder

I can't taste
I can't feel
no matter how many
layers i peel

i pour sriracha
on everything i eat
it's all i can do
to make it sweet

then you came along
to quench my thirst
what a joke
it just got worse

so i'm on a new mission
just need basics to survive
sriracha for my oatmeal
to keep me alive

this day is full of possibilities
by which i determine my fate
i can choose to take these chains off
but i secretly enjoy their weight

can't come up short
miss by just a smidge
burdens are a gift
my only privilege

so i shift into neutral
let the engine idle
these words mean nothing
so i leave them untitled

i have a backup plan my secret game:
a tinder nest
to nurture the flame

i have a backup plan to stop the bleeding:
protect the wound
and treat for shock
like captain kirk
and mr. spock

i have a backup plan for all i do:
even a backup to you
she's all i need maybe more
the tight red uniform looks killer on
lieutenant uhura

i have a backup plan if my truck doesn't start:
a mountain bike to ride to work
like mr. spock and
captain kirk

i have a backup plan for all i do:
beam me up scotty
i'm done with you