Nightmarish streets. Nightly watching
Cowardly ho's pacing around like horses.
Messy messages likely to make you love him,
Make you love making love without loving,
Without blinking an eyelash, without begging for cash
When you are strapped for hash and you dash
To the nightmarish streets. To and fro
for the ninetieth time. Tearing your nightie apart,
Tearfully glueing the parts of your heart –
Hey there, keep pace with the night! Otherwise
It will BANG you OUT to the sleet of the
nightmarish streets. Better hide
in between of your sheets. Better sleep.
Nightmarish Streets
© Copyright: Маленькая В., 2004
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