Downtown destitution

Watching Saturday burn away,
Watching stars on judgement day,
Watching you,Watching me,
statistical sparks of history.

Hearing Sunday morning chimes,
hearing figures for unsolved crimes,
Hearing you,hearing me,
stripped bare of our dignity.

Holding you,trembling and cold,
holding you ,eighteen years old,
holding you,holding me,
what went wrong so easily.

Alone with you the magic starts,
frightened sacrificial hearts,
the overdosage in our veins,
sweet catalyst to ease our pains........