The Girl on the Corner~

The girl does not cry, she

Weeps. She howls she drowns in her own

Tears do not drop, they slide, they cascade down her

Cheeks are not pink, they are raw and crimson and blushed to her

Neck is not long, it is craning, it is stretched, it is towering over the

Corner does not bend, but it curves, but it angles, but it rounds like her

Knees are not hurt, they are bloodied and wounded and bruised

Dreams don't make her sad, but discouraged and despairing and lost so she doesn't

Cry, but she weeps, she howls, she drowns in her own tears.