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I have something fragile on tap

To quench my thirst upon impact

I've returned to this, a labor of love

As an addict with nothing else to speak of

Of this, I stand, and I speak the truth

My name is Rob Ventre and I'm addicted to you

There's these loose bolts in the side of my neck

And if I lean much too far I empty my head

But I'm doing my best to have it all fixed

Since I'm to blame for the condition I'm in

I click and shift and breathe through machines

I'm functional beyond what I tend to believe

When I crack my spine it's like the ticking of a clock

When I tap my foot it's like diamond hitting rock

But through potential and flaw you've been so divine

It's always refreshing when your voice reflects mine

You're naturally a kind of caring and peaceful at heart

Pure and organic from my memory and from the start

I wonder what you're thinking at any time of day

And I'm terrified that eventually I'll scare you away

I'm sorry that I worry and I apologize for my quirks

It's sweet and indefinite but we tend to make it work

I'm a shred of scrap metal blessed by a guiding light

You reach for me gratefully with no end in sight

My hand's extended and feels as alive as can be

It's always a good time for you to connect with me.



Everybody smile, now.