sex.

if we had it
who would know.
sent sterile messages
fucking across the screen
of the unknown.

did she close in on you
now I'm just a stupid joke
dust me off of your list
of dead space. she must
fill it well,

take it for what it is
and the doors will close
I missed the call
crept into the falling too
soon, now a facade disappears.

anger and lets face it
you'd call me the devil
hold my neck
taking blue and red instead
guess we'd just forget it.