A city is nothing but a menagerie
caging different shades of insanity
dusty streets, concrete tombs, lingerie
costumes shooting up profanity
Here I stand
no shade of dignity
wad of cash in hand
shaded with apathy
Things I do with these creatures
in the concealing night
a spoon and a woman, double feature
finished and feeling contrite
Cross the bridge to leave the zoo
back to my normal life
conscience I must subdue
while I lay down next to my wife
I am sorry
I just miss the thrill
I am sorry
I just miss the feel
I am sorry
I just miss the comforts of the landfill
and the parroting comatose safaris