Night Beats
a
dark limo
picks up my
still undressed
shadow
the driver is
known to me
as a frequent stranger
we are going to a gym
where some time later
i hang upside down
on inversion cables
blood full of head
a trishaw picks me up
takes me
far away
to where I can be better seen
that dream-hole
is occupied
by a blond barmaid
who likes my occasional presence
the bedroom is
coming groggily back to itself
a police dog shakes my thoughts
together we enter that
interrogation room
where crime
runs after its conscience
if I can keep my hands off myself
i won’t have to lay on my back
thinking of
you know who
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