Clutching
her
glamour
train
and a
glass of
red.
drunk

and
she
dont
know
really
what
to
do



chanter
of pain

tingled tongue.



kneeling
where all the
miserable
men
pray
below
the
railway

loving
unruly swollen
creature

   like
temple
prostitutes
in
rusted
rings
bearing
their
broken
eyes

and unblessed water

Lips unused.


my
arms
do
without
you




shiner
shining
dance
dancing
.. slowly
slower


sleepy
internal
hurting
alone

everybody
everywhere

they just stop
to watch her






























do
not 
get
lost
stay
always
here 
Aris