Dirty Little Secret
Wonder what would keep you kind
Seven steps along the riverside,
Sickly sweet as it sinks, bubbling
My soul embarks the viscous black
Vacant eyes scanning the crowd
The highway is just eyewash,
As the blue-white-red flares
Make my heart sing loud and raw
Depicting the convalescent creature
That resides in my left chamber.
Come back up and continue,
Fingers walk along the shallow creek
Of my forearm.
I’ll throw them away