Alter Native Lifestyle

Every time I look at you

My heart stops beating

My head starts competing

With my sense of self worth

It hurts.

Your flirts.

I’m bigger than you

I’m older than you

I’m smarter than you

But what’s you

And what’s true

Tend to be different things

It sings

Like harpies

Until I fall on my knees.

This is how I please.

The more worthless I am

The more shirtless you’ll stand.

This S & M

Club

We call our house

Should be doused

In disinfectant

Should be coated in some kind of protectant.

I guess I miss love

Over and above

All this sick stuff

I just miss love.

Where I would look you in the eye

Which would reflect back the sky

Man I want to cry

I just miss love.

So baby

Look at me

Can we end the role play?

Can we start a new day?

A day

Where we both behave?

A day

With no master and slave?

I’m tired

I’m sore

I’m heading for the door.

Just give me week

And I’ll be ready for more.