All There's Left to Do is Hope

I don't think this one has a particular destination. Just a feeling that emerged, so I decided to chase it. It's what I came up with.

So how do we seduce each other after surviving the end of the world?

Post apocalyptic horror has us acting twice shy

And here I thought you were a wise guy

My Chinese Zodiac sign is a dog, you can call me courage

I'm not a coward, I'm the same sign as Austin powers

You're jaded? Well me too

It's fated, then let's do this

I've put my pride to the side

and watched the wrong guys move in opposite directions

as I tested their strengths

And scanned through their intentions

Guess learning the truth is worth the possibility of exposing a flake

Or falling head over hills for a bachelor turned Rake

First I feel, then I grow angry

Next I heal, then I turn saintly

And strangely, you're the muse behind the madness

So if I lose, I'll go down proud then

And if I change my view, I'm in alignment

I think of you when I close my eyelids

I got downloads of you, they told me you're psychic

If it's true, then I'm even more excited

Author's Note

Sometimes things make sense to me long after the idea came to me. I hope this is one of those moments