Road Dogs

a symphony of so many lovers singing 

the same song off key trying to get me to clap along

I think I'd rather continue to binge on broken glass
 

The only time I tell the truth is when 

I'm bleeding through the mouth

It hasn't been too long since I've decided to be honest, as you could tell by my full set of teeth

the reluctant hands of 

time swerving off road scared 

to strike the falling of (h)our s(u/o)n
the imposter in the mirror 

is holding onto the stirring wheel 

and it's hard for me to admit 

that we've gotten closer 

to where we need to be ever since

... I guess I just have to come to terms and accept that sex is a lot better when you keep your clothes on