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The Beat of the Game

The entrance shows a light, shines so bright

But over the fence there lies, something not right

a crumb of disgrace, caught in a rat race

down rated to your face, i can't keep pace

 

why do your eyes, break me down in time

they are just lies, im of weak mind

cursed to suffer replays

of my greatest blunders,

game on the line i fumble,

trip up and stumble,

but on my lips your soft kiss,

has me convinced my shot didnt miss

 

they say life is for pleasure

but ive yet had my measure

of a peaceful humble home

your boisterous figure,

your blossoming presence,

written in my tome,

taken to the tomb,

lost in your essence,

a billowing plume

of pyroclastic passion

 

then you're gone,

where have you gone?

how long, oh how long,

will i wait to hear,

your quaking voice,

quelling my fear,

i never had a choice.

 

the power of one

the game ive won

a song unsong

its time for fun

take it and run

 

the playing field is *****

oh god my visions blurry,

im seeing double trouble

a blinding rainbow puddle

hidden amongst the muck

 

my heart's come unstuck

my headless body collapses

lost in your seaweed romances

twisted and tightened around my ankles

pulling me down til the water sound kills

the song of an ocean set sail

on a ship soggy and frail

 

who knew out there for me

was waiting a queen bee

ruling the effervescent roost

of a wondrous world juiced

and blended to a paste

ripe to smear and taste

 

on your supple skin

lick and suckle sin

tuck me in

with your grin

the tidal force

free of remorse

can't get any worse

than lonesomeness

let us transgress

sky etherized

re-materialize

 

the power of one

the game ive won

a song unsong

its time for fun

take it and run

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