Bite me laid out on the wet tarmac
my gummy lippy mouth will pick up gravel as you
you roll me along into the hedges
and i would stay there and wander if I should have said goodbye
I would look up at the marble military man
marble man’s got a backpack on, what for?
i would wander

i would be controlled by you for this time
i would be with out person without ally
just a teddy to toy with, just a spy incognito
nobody would know it’s me here

i would be laid out and looking up
your hands would treat me like a gentle puppet
i would play with you
you would play with me
and then it would end
and you would leave

“don’t mind me, this feels good
this way i lose myself and you get to play me
as you like, big kid ripping barbies hair out
big kid bossy with half an excuse
big kid gonna kiss it all better soon
big barbie rides the rips
my face would be red, wet and broken for a while” said to the passer-by.
but then it would only get better, there would be no worst than this and that is a reassuring idea indeed, it makes me feel safe when i get a touch of the lowest i can get in, lets say limbo.



when i’m on the road I constantly look at whats left behind,
but this isn’t the way to do it, you forgot to look ahead,
so i would lie there and think all of this is getting better
all the adrenaline like tired alcohol is gonna wear off and there i will stand on this same square
erect near my marble man and powerful as a survivor.

fuck me up, stranger puppet master,
i got it all, i am completely transparent
neutral, not even sexual, just natural, empty human body, all for you,
you’ve never tried anything like it, it will be just like kissing your reflection on the waters surface.
i don’t love you, i don’t hate you but i am all yours for this time.
Yes boss, i’m sorry i acted out, i’m yours now,
this is not “ giving up”, this is riding every touch you give me
i’ll follow now, i’ll be good, tell me when to stop talking, and i will stop.

But i walked up to you, what did i say?
i said nothing, you were looking mad and i want’d you to move me.
I walked right up close to your body, tilt my head with a little smile on my pretty longing face, it lasted at least your reaction time, only until you understood the game
i will ask you next time when we meet if you remember being surprised at first,
because you were my toy just then, a little while, before we swapped.

i bet any ghost would think the opposite, watch us and it would see me kicking your arse,
i’m gonna fuck you up but without a trace,
i’m gonna fuck you like the pussy fucks the dick,
i’m gonna fuck you like the arse fucks the cock,
i’m gonna fuck you like the ghost does it

the only disappointment with our meeting and i will tell you next time we meet
why couldn’t you make me invisible, you could hide me in your bag,
i’d roll around like a fetus, no one would know but me and you
my play friend, must be scared of me, or why would you leave?

maybe i’ll wait till you come back, but you won’t come back
my lovely place gonna be just fine here, and i’m quite fine,
the adrenaline is gone but your touch still rings in my ears

because the way you touch is less brutal than the way you talk,
because the way you rolled me is more senseive than the way you punch
because the way you leave is better than the way I say goodbye
i’m the way you picked me up but will be different

you shouldn’t have left, i could have found the way to keep you close
i could have maybe played it cooler than i did, as if this is how my life is
this is how i exist, it’s just one of these things, these meetings after another.
this is my life, i like it like this, i can pretend, but i’m no good at pretending.
I should have left first, but you were playing, and barbie doesn’t get to leave first.

that is the game, it’s like this, when you’re played with, it’s not your game.
that is the game, it’s like this, when you’re played with, you can swap it around.
that is the game, it’s like this, when you swap it around it’s your game.


i’ll be a survivor, it’s not clear when the game started or who started it
because we were both players