Counting the Beat

The Beat

I’m counting the beat

While the beat goes on

Two left feet

But I’ll still dance for you

Reinvent the one-two

Three for free

And you for me

I’m sick and poor

Prostate on the floor

She walked right past

Chopped down my mast

I cannot sail

Jonah eats whale

Not Japanese

That dog has fleas

One two three four five

I’m still alive

But feels like death

Holding my breath

Here comes the wave

I am not brave

Just dumb

My head feels numb

The potion worked

The Captain Kirk

I’m counting the beat

While the beat goes on

Felt her heat

Strangled my meat

Masturbate the fantasy

It’s better than reality

Elevate my soul

She’s still a doll

Blood from the cannula

Sing like it’s an opera

She put a line in her nose

Open show and then close

The curtain

I’m left hurting

Clutching chest

Collect the twigs for a nest

Build a home for us babe

She gives it all and then gave

Priorities

Disabled a minority

I have no rights

Shadow boxing then fight

I’ll beat you senseless

Then caress your wife

I am dead with a life

Not much good

They put a hood on my head

He wrote the book and then read

The red wine

Said they’re fine

In collecting

Metal detecting