There was a man
Sitting like a still river
Surrounded by walls

A guileless look and overcoat
Hugged him tight
As he sat on the cold pavement

The woman slept soundly
A silver moon opened her eyes
She ushered in the moonlight

A sorrowful woman in his overalls
Folded her sleeves to hide the bruise
The sunshine couldn't warm her crying eyes

The walls never heard
As a lonely seagull flew by the violent skies
Where the woman squeals and dies

A scenic route was skimmed with broken pebbles
The city lights dimmed the empty streets
A soundless car drifts here, clandestine

All of the people left for their homes
The seagull stayed to die in the red river
Barely escaping the murmurs on the streets
That enter every corner of her house, where she lies