gonzo
05-08-2004, 05:32 PM
bohemian city
staggering forth from the bar
in the fake dull moonlight of the city
the cars going by
clouds of exhaust billowing
a man and a woman stand
noticing the filth
the city, dirty and orange
floating in a sea of fog
in my room now
unmolested in the quiet
the city rests uneasy
below my window
the rats large and fearless
dine on the refuse
of yesterdays lunch
still yet full of motion
a woman enters
a waitress by day
an addict by night
something about her
catches the eye
washes over you
like waves on the ocean
under a full tide
in my bed i sit
lights out encased in
the glow of neon drifting
tasting the warmth of
the grape,
the wine becomes
the blood of the city
cheap yet still necessary
the city grows
from under the facade
undisturbed by time
no visage of
past
no visage of
future
immortal in the present
staggering forth from the bar
in the fake dull moonlight of the city
the cars going by
clouds of exhaust billowing
a man and a woman stand
noticing the filth
the city, dirty and orange
floating in a sea of fog
in my room now
unmolested in the quiet
the city rests uneasy
below my window
the rats large and fearless
dine on the refuse
of yesterdays lunch
still yet full of motion
a woman enters
a waitress by day
an addict by night
something about her
catches the eye
washes over you
like waves on the ocean
under a full tide
in my bed i sit
lights out encased in
the glow of neon drifting
tasting the warmth of
the grape,
the wine becomes
the blood of the city
cheap yet still necessary
the city grows
from under the facade
undisturbed by time
no visage of
past
no visage of
future
immortal in the present