sycophant

 
I'm quiet tonight
stuck in my head
I want to talk to you
but you're not around
so, it's survival of the fittest

I fit inside the madness
where time stops and then spins

halt who goes there?

it's me and my imagination
tilting reality speed up, then slow down
I'm getting ready to dial back

in the greedy need I am Queen
feeling all kinds of ways

what does it matter?

please yourself by all means
be your own favorite entertainer
masturbating a fantasy
sick little sycophant
you need a pick up

I see you on the sidelines
slick with it
bend your delusions
until they talk to you
and tell you off

what did you really expect?

internal dialog spitting expletives
until you can take no more
and scream

it will be alright baby doll
schematics are tight
pussy should be lit by now
creamy for the essence

touch the soul
leave your body alone darlin
scope out your prospects
then be choosy
any hoochy won't do

an erect epiphany spouting revelations
a psalm on your tongue to whisper at the right moment
now lick at pain
the dark trick