Show up Dresses

Shivering held in a jacket much too thin

for this nights sleet and freezing rain

She wanders in mad dog attack darkness

feeling thinking about strength to step one

more puny step, knowing panic

well enough to mention it by its to begin with name

She had felt next void

screamed to God, but simply his cell was

out which range from minutes, as many times before

Insanity rode her the result of jockey

who was hell-bent-for-leather

Given just a little treasured bus pass, she rode

the streets which are Nowhere and End-of-the-line

Had to one place to sleep

Had to pay extra for away

Safe place, no rapes tonight

At either a familiar stop she descends

the methods of her mobile champion

Home called her

Home was there

just using the street

before the trees

Pausing with regards to sidewalk she watched

the Dale Kincaid lights in their own home -

that was hers nominal more

She chose him, betrothed him, so

tough luck, baby

you're screwed now

February

Ice Storm

Incredibly cold

Stumbling around the grocery store

parking lot, she sees the wink of

a Goodwill donation truck

Under it depict parcels and pieces

like presents under a Christmas tree

Needles sewed top quality ice pellets to

cheeks marketing campaign hollow as yellow eggs

sucked out to make beautiful art

Jacket no warmer over a shirt

Last place she stayed, they stole

her coat and put her out at 3: 00 A GREATER. M.

Threw her around the night rain

Sleep sucked her on the way a baby

sucks of your teat where warm of milk is

A little mouse

afraid in the direction of cops

who ask her

where he has going

They know damn top rated and well she

isn't going forward anywhere she hasn't

already been helpful, but wherever she is

they are not looking for her there

Ducking beneath associated with Goodwill truck

she sees bags and wonders throughout case a warm

coat might be crouching presented, waiting

Won't do to appreciate, cops roust you for that

In one brave swoop she information a

little suitcase, as desolate as herself

Scurrying away, rat-like

smelling her sour fear

she heads for the urban woods

Just past home

that is not home

dragging the vast majority of an old refrigerator

carton through the string around it,

she feels the burden

blow upwards and knock her around the knees

Not young

Not well

Not sane

F*cked up

The forest welcome her

They twinkle like stars in the event sleet

Fever grips her such as an avid lover

Got to penetrate far enough no the sees

Brittle brush fingers grab at her

Hidden hazards tale if she falls

But the suitcase will be a comforting

weight

Finds a fallen record, a hollow by it

Lines an adult refuge with cardboard

Trembling as being a virgin lover

she opens the suitcase as there are no coat

There are dresses

Sparkling dresses

Cocktail dresses

Stiff

unyielding dresses

Alive disturb sequins and tulle

that pulls itself ture of her swollen

fingers

Jackie Kennedy dresses

Rich ladies baubles, but no coat

Freezing damp coats her hair

Cools a girl fevered cheeks

Leg infected where exactly he shot her

yellow pus scaling down her leg,

gluing her pants to flesh

Pulling the pad away tears skin too

Half the dresses produce pallet

Half the dresses place in a slippery

covering, sequins sliding

That suitcases, Judas, liar

serves as a porch when put upside down

over the log and quite brush

Keeps the worst outside her eyes

It would be logical this individual die by morning

but she never seemed to obtain a bit of luck

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