frothy, and empty,
the rare resting city of who knows where.
alien, foreign, and black sheepish.
ghostly sounds of traffic, empty freeways,
a peculiar lit up building.
what was i out for?
that was the main question,
milk, blood,money or to run?
would the place be any more strange if there was any sun?
an alien-she convulsing at a curb in sewer water,
coughing up blood,
and crying for help.
couldn't help her in fear that i'd melt,
screamed after me as i ran away:
"don't you dare fucking leave me like this!"
banned or bound to her dying body,
i couldn't tell,
and i couldn't resist.
