Lyric Tiptoe

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 shit 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