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There's something about how fine their bones are under their flesh
The possibility of shattering them under my need
Skin pulled tight around bony joints
The flattering reflection of my own beauty divorced of disease
My multiple sicknesses transformed into a healing tonic
A sexual salvation
A vacation within the devastation that
Has ringed the wellspring of my life
Not that I could ever forget how much
Of my life has already been melted away
How much I gave up, gave over, wasted
You don't have to fight yourself too hard to fall in love
At least for half an hour, twenty minutes, two days a week
With a young boy who finds in you the love
They never found in their own mother's arms
And reciprocates it twofold
Oblivion, I need to and I'm good at it
There's nothing to lose
And what it is you gain is their life force
A transformation, a resurrection, a reckoning
A day off from playing wet nurse in the trauma unit
Nursing damaged junkies back to health