iufoje mi fartas ke la stratoj fakte promenas sur mi
mallumo neniam timis min
nek morteco

sed la noktoj longiĝos per pli cigaredoj
mi fumos, mi fumos, mi fumos ĝis mi ne plu eblas
kaj mi provos ne forpeli denove

kraĉaĵo punktas la trotuaron kiel DNA petanta helpon
ĝi ne troviĝos bedaŭrinde
vojeto da soleco

"iru kacen" al la bluaj flagoj
aprilo cedas al majo
kaj majo cedos al sunbruligoj kaj malgracia babilado

tamen, mi pretas por ĉio

She danced today
A debut in this instance, nix any sign of delay
Flight of sound and light and flow
Dramatically distant, conventions that she used to know
She danced today

Let her flow from the underbelly
Like it could never be
Lofted in comfort and empyrean robe
One down, seven to go
Never were there rules
Not like it mattered anyway
No corset could ever restrict the first time in a little bit

She's her today
It won't be the last time, infinite painted decay
A cold squall of calamity cools a hot head of fury
Simply a flurry
She bellows and bellows and bellows and bellows and bellows

Dwindling down, sans ​wasted potential, I let myself spin until dawn
New rise means shrugging off the ire
I live here now, despising the desperate thawn
It's only consequential that I relinquish my crown

Plot holes like potholes with ****** knees from begging
A preference of adobe over concrete slab
Someone has shuffled it, and by someone I mean me
Flamenco tip-toed steps I am constantly reneging

This yellow underbelly no longer seems so drab
A ravishing reluctance with which it astounds a convoluted loser of galloping gunfire
I'm no longer pitching myself as a pawn.