Alone Up Top
Chance at connection, body doesn’t listen
At war with One’s self,
Much like One’s Sioux Cherokee ancestral make up
Oh well, once in a blue moon’s blue moon the chances come
Alone, a rookie with bi-decade’s chance at bat
Doomed to come up short in this big league life
Not given time nor opportunity to learn, expectations of want
All there is. None to teach the selfish game of getting One’s own
A generous lover but never reaching high
Never a climactic moment, the O face unbecometh
Miss Palmer lends a hand, only one to take some time
Learning a self exam, dry dogging habit
Not seen as desirable makes a guy dependent on
Himself alone, an unwittingly asexual mess