#24 Trixxie Carr

You can come off that horse now, riding it like pornography
And in the back of your head, that misery keeps your company a corporation
This is all I’m asking you: do you really live your truth?

A mystery invites investigation
And my favours deserve recompensation
Instead of pointless retaliation
Why this endless alien/nation?
Do you really wanna live in space?
Are you tired of the human race?
And are you sick of seeing my face?
Or is it really our time you waste?
Why does it leave me with this taste?
Have all my feelings been misplaced?
It’s a dry way to be erased –
Your trust was laced with disgrace
And this is all I’m asking you: do you really live your truth?
Will you pave your way to death in solitude?

This is all I’m asking you.

 

Trixxie Carr, San Francisco, USA

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