Chasing the Bug

You don’t like girls at all
The boys want you
For one thing
But that’s the norm
Don’t speak when you are spoken to
If they’re lucky
You might respond
With your watery
And teary eyes
Your slight bit of karma
It ran over my dogma
Your demons
Are fit to be tied up
It makes you want to throw up
But that’s the allure
You’re dirty like you’re chasing the bug
With connections like this
Who needs an enema?
You wanna cross
The most personal line?
Leave a message
Stating your desires
You know mine
You already know min
You’re kicking cigarettes
But you don’t smok
The alleyway is now a lifelong drug
It’s gritty and nightmarish
And every trip is different
You’re dirty like you’re chasing the bug