same old same old

same old taste

under skin and bones

longing for a touch

to feel that life is here

same old words

seduction takes no deduction

on my part

or veil of secrecy to shroud

same old lies

to fool everyone and me

that i don't need it

or want you anyway

same old routine

the fumbled foreplay

rushing to our finale

no time for niceties

same old guilt

swallows transient ecstasy

ignores what followed before

to leave emptiness in its wake