Misspelled billboard shimmers under the moonlight,
broken streetlight flickers weakly,
dark thunderclouds threaten the city
feathers gathered on a manhole,
sidewalk stained crimson,
figure jutting from the shadows,
gripping my severed hand tightly, you gesture to me,
"over here" you wave me over, then disappear,
i follow involuntarily.
you lead me here.
not this place again,
not here...
twist the knife,
red tears seep from the wound,
hurt me softly,
open my eyes,
caffeine,
i might be surviving but i'm not alive
