City of Nights
Lay me down in this city of nights
Where things lost then found
carry a disease all their own
Where a stark moon stalks voices w/out lungs
below that black underbelly
of a stiletto studded sky
Where each moment stutters
in baptism with desire
raucous jazz pouring onto the streets
cigarettes once lit left to burn
under stars suffering from Alzheimers
Where the summer coils like a snake
thru the broken glass of laughter
& backrests of bus stops
become havens for poster childs
& lanky, wire-rimmed men
wearing their Marxism like measles
Lay me down in the land of pacing panthers
where death cracks its fart
& organized dirt
perfects the science of its sewers
Let your black holes suck me dry
below the thousand-eyed brick mountains
Weave me in & out of traffic
strobe lights flashing neon brilliant
from red to green to gold
Lay yourself down in this city of nights
recharge those sun-drenched batteries
let the wet lips of electricity's kisses
course your dark-eyed soul
till spastic memories calm to rest
& scars transform to masterpieces
in the brilliant glare of Dawn's replenished son.
