GEM OF THE NIGHT



I STAND ALONE IN DOWNTOWN HOLLYWOOD
I CAME TO BE FAMOUS
A BEAUTIFUL GEM OF A WOMAN

THIS EMERALD PACES
ON EIGHTY-THIRD AND SEVENTIETH

THIS RUBY HEARS
A CAR
IT STOPS AT THE CURB

THIS TOPAZ NOTICES
A MAN EXIT HIS PIECE

HE IS UGLY
NO LIFE SEEMS TO PULSE THROUGH HIS VEINS
HE IS THE OPPOSITE OF ME
I AM VIVACIOUS AND PROUD
OR AT LEAST I PRETEND I AM

I SEE HIS MOTION
RIGHT
LEFT
AND SO FORTH
SOON I WILL SEE HIS "OTHER" MOTION

I HATE WATCHING AND WAITING
BUT I FORGE A SMILE

HE IS EVEN MORE REPULSIVE WHEN HE IS CLOSE TO ME
I FEEL HIS STANK BREATH ON MY NECK
AND THEN
THIS DIAMOND
HEARS THAT TROLL SAY
"HOW MUCH?"



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