Neon Alley…

Neon Alley…

                                  

Under the neon lights,

Standing in alley,

Face of world;

In a tight red skirt.

Marred by fates overwrites,

With scourge Sally,

Procurers whip whorled;

On soul lashes that pervert.

Shrieking voices of fights,

The debts rally,

Abuse and Scold;

As a puppet amuse and flirt.

Life’s horror slowly bites,

Lying in galley,

Bloody death unfold;

Tortured and crumpled into dirt.