Hunched shadows rush through,
Like grim smears on the side walk.
Stale rain huddles in corners
and curls up under a traffic jam.
Painted with fishnet wings
And soaked in lipstick cherry red
The midnight members band together
Slender vixen, benches draped in filth
Crooked dumpsters and spider-webbed cobble-stone.
The street corners slouch against slanted brick buildings,
Painted wish fishnet wings and cigarette perfume,
Dark cars with tinted windows breeze by,
Forgetting how this scene can sneak up on a vehicle.
Make a right off Jefferson and without warning,
There it is,
41st
Splayed out like last week’s Glamour
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