Mars

[soapymouse]

manic
panic
rage to where I couldn't stand it
(did she plan it?)
drywall tower
poppin pimples while he fucks her
jerking off while he plugs her
takin pills to get sober
(shit, I didn't know her)
shipboard radar
engineer intercontinental ballistic
target locked on
(sir we just missed it)
return fire, computer science
threat over the horizon
time to strike back...
(damn, out of ammunition)
blame it on this stupid muscle
now to the time tunnel!
back to the future where they regret
their multiple full frontals
my earnest envy
thinking somehow it could have been me
never mind, sentimental moment
it's over, it's gone, she's done it
note to the present
check your faith if you haven't
cause if your faith is physical
it may fuck you up, and him literal