Human train fall on me

From our hideouts and shelters

after the petty sales

On tables and raised tops

I want a train not to board

But on me to fall

Oh fall on me

I am coming to the city

I told them before I left

my return they wait

my money their hope.

We dress our hair

paint the eye lashes

polish the face to kill

With a touch that kills

that sweeps off your feet

oh thinking faculty

Quick money is all

Pain is gain

is joy when with money

the dirt on  the skin

cleaned by perfume

Human train fall on me

Fall on me and break me

I come with the night

the night is here with me

I fear not to lie on its rails

Standing with a cigar lighted by fire

Calling you my day, Oh night

that beautiful face that snares
only at night

take me wherever

lead me in whatever
and I’ll follow

I will go

I will not cry

Oh take me in, stay with me

I will go

I will not cry

Oh toss me a coin, palms yearn to grab

I will go
I will not cry

Footsteps in a locked room

Shaking and moving the drums

The ears vibration resounding

Such a noise in closed doors

Opened the tap of many waters

With a flash of the hand

Leaving the white pot clean

From this opened noise   

Footsteps pinching approaching

Louder when nearer

Into a locked room

Footsteps pounding receding

Then lower when afar into silence

Fear and love

I fear to say I love you
not because you are not worth it
You are love and more
an overflowing love you are
passing through my narrow watering channels
just to freshen my tendrils

With fondness

With fondness
in clarity
memories fresh
blowing my way
where its tenderness bloom
where I once met  a lover
there you will reside.