tiptoeing through the used condoms
strewn on the piers
off the west side highway

sunset behind the skyline of jersey
walking towards the water
with a fetus holding court in my gut

my body highjacked
my tits swollen
I'm sore

the river has more colors at sunset than my sock drawer ever
dreamed of
I could wake up screaming sometimes

but I don't
I could step off the end of this pier
but I've got %#@! to do

and I've an appointment on tuesday
to shed uninvited blood and tissue
I'll miss you I say to the river

to the water
to the son or
daughter I thought better of

I could fall in love with jersey at sunset
but I leave
the view

to the rats
and tiptoe back