Χάρων is a nice fellow by some gate on the bank of a slow river
in the summer his mouth hints at a sliver of crisp mint
julep sweating on the table next to my hand occasionally a girl between my lips
and the small body of the city stretches 'round with creeping dapples of caressed heat
(and the slow bank of a long river is waiting next to some gate i can hear the boat creaking without weight and all the darkness of forever at the backs of my eyes.
everything hurts inside 21 she can't have a baby her daddy don't love she likes girls some times boys some times she doesn't understand the big ugly straining of the whole big ugly world it's so ******* unfair nobody cares about me **** the amount of money every girl makes less than a man makes it's so ******* unfair how