NIGHT SHIFT

NIGHT SHIFT

glitter

I’m standing there, under a street light,

I’m pretty damn cold…

A near-naked woman approaches,

“Yew gotta loight, Suga?”

 

“Name’s Glitter, yew gotta loight?”

She looks like glitter,

Wonder if she tastes like glitter,

Lookin’ like glitter to get high, maybe…

Lookin’ like glitter to pay school fees, maybe…

 

 

I hand over my lighter,

I don’t ask for it back,

Because I can see my bus home,

And I can see a long night for Glitter.

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