NymphoBrainiac, originally uploaded by %2.
Dusk park.
Alone with lights.
Candy pervades these summertime nights.
Peopleless park.
Their thrills lay behind.
Grasping at straws that lay on the ground.
Sitting alone silhouetting in time.
Dogs barking from standing in line.
The park is all closed it’s time to go home.
Your soul lags behind it stays here to roam.
Dusk park.
Where children’s eyes gaze.
Freaks in the corner dismembering days.
Carni folks danced and read you your rights.
Coddled in blankets prohibiting flight.
Parents just left you.
You ran from their car.
The gates opened up revealing the tar.
You spent all your quarters at Eddies arcade.
And trashed the prize skeet ball had paid.
There’s nothing left here but creeping grey shadows.
Writhing around you screaming you tattled.
On some little boy who cut through the turnstile.
His hands cotton candied he winked with denial.
Dusk park.
Where everyone wins.
Cashing on in our meaningless sins.
Turning hesitation to wild abandon.
Sipping on liquor we selected at random.
Dusk park.
We all hate to leave you.
Take me for good.
And use us as we do.