Rocking Rocking

Slickly the road is rolling

Moving with a rhythm

Unseen and untouched

With virgin windows

And budding streetlights

The night is coming

with renewed innocence,

shaking the dirt out of the

corners

of sidewalks—

The lady is chaste again

pristine & unspoiled

waiting to be violated

by the vile hands of fate

Those grime encrusted

and crime darkened fingers

Slipping in

Slipping out

just as nonchalantly as the night

Breaking the beauty again,

Raping the night in halves.