I went home alone tonight. After a few drinks. Lamp posts guiding my way Leaving the darkness to my imagination. I pass this way often. I pass this way usually alone. I’ve grown used to the company of fear. Tonight, Everytime the light hits I want to see shadows. I’d be fearless to look back…

Naked Men

Running down the damp road, Clutching my stilettos, And wrapping my coat around me, I look around for naked men.   I stopped somewhere And realized I stood here months ago. I was naive then. So in love with a boy. Photo from: