Adventures

ADVENTURES Never the looker in her bantam gown. She walks in daylight towards her hotel. Her safe hole on the other side of town. Where she can find quiet away from the sell. Never the looker wearing her long frown. She walks in twilight towards her toxin. Her only passion when she is feeling down. She kneels before the man who cures her sin. Never the looker with her sagging head. She walks in streetlight towards the dread. She finds the alley where her veins are fed. Numbness drowns the numbness after she has bled. Never the looker with her chemical guile. She walks in red light towards her date. Floating with, and talking to angels a while. She finds a combatant for a pricing debate. Never the looker after his beating style. She walks in moonlight looking to hide. The freak looks at her, and says with a smile. “In a few days they’ll find you by the roadside.” Anybody who’s half way hip knows I have to give a nod to The Black Crows.