He said, "Walk faster,"
so I did.
Nevermind the cockroaches on the sidewalks
or the locusts in the grass.
Forget the cicadas in the trees
and the worms within the dirt.
Dress to impress, and
impressive I was,
beneath a stoplight shining red
for no one and nothing but asphalt
dim in the night.
As worthless as
a pavement girl in the suburbs
what more did I have to live for?
Except to make the boys
dance and whisper
please please baby.
What more to do and
who to please?
Smashed between the earth and the stars
numbness seeps into the pores like a soul.
When tomorrows are all the same
and todays are passing dreams
I don't fight it but instead
join in and revel in
the lust blowing like dust on the wind.