Retrograde Motion
She's a retrograde motion,
Mars pushing back in its path.
A quiet, lonely room
Filled with nothing to do.
Head tilted back on the bed,
Eyes blank and wide.
Hoping for the hopeless,
Impossible completion.
Beautiful drug, sadistic lover,
Where are you tonight?
You're a retrograde motion,
Mars pushing back in its path.
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