Neon

He’s fucked me up the arse he’s pulled out every trick his body smells of sweat he salivates and licks

Another one night stand another rancid dick another cheap pickup I’m feeling rather sick

So then the morning comes I mumble a goodbye repulsion overwhelms me I smile at him and lie

So I stagger out of his front door I make it to the street and vomit on the floor

So then I make it home and for a while pretend that I will not repeat the cycle’s reached an end

So the cycle spins the pleasure and the pain and as the night returns the neon wins again