Who'll show her where to go tonight
when all the warm stores shut their doors?
When all the walkways roll up tight,
Who'll show her where to go? Tonight
she's being baptized by streetlight.
Her heroes will become the whores
who'll show her where to go tonight
when all the warm stores shut their doors.
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When every risk's a paper risk/ when every toe and tac and tic is underlined and scored/ I'll bet you're bored.
About Me
- Lo
- Very cranky displaced liberal lady from Indiana currently living inside The Beltway. Initial 8 years spent in awe and wonderment rapidly changing to total disillusionment - planning to spend the next 8 spitting, sputtering and screeching. Occasional poet, chronic bitch. The horror, the horror.
Lo's Poetry On The Net
- After the Sun Rose
- Arlington National Cemetery Section 60 NEW!!
- Collection - Hypertext
- Collection - Poet's Corner
- Collection - Sol
- Judicium
- Matthew 10:29-31
- Messiah
- Shatter
- The Artist
- The Spider's Named Penelope
- Those Dead + Deutronomy 1:38-40
- To All The Boys
- To The Greek Girl
- Writer, Writer, Budding Scribe
- You Walk The Streets NEW!!
Dan Halberstein Poetry
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