She stalks the night looking for prey, as if a snake encased her soul
The streets echo her scarlet heels
A warning for others to stay away
The lights of city--- drown out the starlight
The sidewalk still holds the heat from the sun that has passed
Neon Jesus in front of a flesh peddler
She rips a dollar in little pieces
Cursing the three wise men
She cuts their throat with her dagger-- of a thousand names --whispering in their ears there is no justice like that of the blade and the mind
Hold not unto thee and we know the truth lies on the altar of our own making
Carnival sounds in the wind
Her black clock catches on the same wind
She fades into the night like a dark whisper
The sound of her scarlet heels echoes
Birds flapping their wings in the darkness of night
The light that shines comes from
Everywhere
Carrie Ann kawa 5/2006
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