Reprieve

 

The moon’s been following me all night

The little b*****d just won’t give up

Tale-tell tears ‘neath Maybelline eyes

It was all my fault

Whether I want to admit it or not

The wind’s no longer whispering

It’s screaming for a reprise

I disappear within your name

And the rain drops on my windshield

Like tears in her empty glass

Yesterday’s here, but tomorrow’s already gone

We spend our time like loose change

Lost, forgotten

I’ve been promised forever so many times

At this point I should be immortal

A god of Third and Franklin

I watch a taxi cab slither its way up a rain soaked street

Like a blacktop anaconda

A concrete smile engulfs the night

It glistens with a shimmering metaphor

These winter skies are painted newsprint grey

A trail of petals leads to

Her trampled rose of a heart,

She loves me not,

She pulls a cigarette from her bag,

A lighter from her boot

And a thousand pigeons fall at her feet