The Ripper

23 Jul

Drive past the city lights
In hopes that he might
Find a dime to love for a while
Midnight to the break of dawn
For a little while he could belong
Next to hot flesh wet in sweat
Raindrops on the wind shield
Inticing his thirsty groin for company
He cannot be lonely tonight
Even if the warmth came from
Drenching in fresh corpse’s blood.

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