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Faking Fantasy

It's always been all about me
Pretending to pretend
To satisfy your fantasy
Could you tell that I was faking?

My muse's verse becomes my curse
If I plunge deep enough in thought
Into my own erotic reverie
I can almost fool my foolish self

Manipulating the hollow scenery
Then believe I feel you touching me
But no amount of mind control
Can inject a solution of hallucination

No lubrication of my imagination
Will bring a phony climax any closer
Coming closer to another blue ejaculation
As my once led zeppelin embraces deflation

Even my ego needs counterfeit inflation
To accept an existence bereft of stimulation
Artificial resuscitation can't pump up my simulation
Any more than blowing air can fellate faux-fornication

Why is intercourse between consenting hearts
Assumed sexual when they cannot touch their beating parts
Love shared as soul-mates is a spiritual experience
Two must enter into to perceive the difference

Constructing an imaginary fantasy
Drifting through the emptiness of infinity
I am stranded alone in a field of shooting stars
A cold and barren asteroid trapped behind imaginary bars

Insulating my mind from the vacuum of reality
Finding pretend contentment inside faux-sanity
Everything you told me vibrates with an air of veracity
But where there's no air silence confines me in chastity
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