for a few blessed minutes

[Manslick]

how do i come back from this life crippling defeat?
so embarrassed to have sperm on my neck
no, beer; i mean
oops - i guess i gave it away
put my head under the pillow with my cans on
cranking blues
dancing in the sheets
smell the farts - so good.
seems like an endless row of train cars dropping off happy heads
so wish i had the balls to lay down on the tracks
but no, i see the penny smashed and want to be it
one less piece of copper on the world
when the red light shows on the dirty west wall
i roll over and try to engage the last dream'
when hunger hits i taste my tongue and count to 5
finally up i look for bread and butter
if im lucky i don't have to go out
but money must be made so i show my face
no one notices or even snivels
i guess i got away with it again
slip into my gear and grab the joy stick
two hundred thousand pounds hang on my hook
i glide it in - a pro
take the bows from below
head to the bar.
on my skin is laid a potion
i now am on an ocean
of naked girls of the highest tier
of every clan known to man
their warm firm curves float me off to sleep
for a few blessed minutes.