Ultravox - My Sex

My Sex
Waits for me
Like a mongrel waits
Downwind on a tight rope leash

My Sex
Is a fragile acrobat
Sometimes I'm a novocaine shot

Sometimes I'm an automat

My Sex
Is often solo
Sometimes it short circuits then
Sometimes it's a golden glow

My Sex
Is invested in
Suburban photographs
Skyscraper shadows on a carcrash overpass
My Sex
Is savage, tender
It wears no future faces
Owns just random gender

My Sex
Has a wanting wardrobe
I still explore
Of all the bodies I knew and those I want to know

My Sex
Is a spark of electro flesh
Leased from the tick of time
And geared for synchromesh

My Sex
Is an image lost in faded films
A neon outline
On a high-rise overspill
Date: 19.09.2018      View: 115