fallen crumbs line up along the path
stretching through the valley
and sinking into dark.
followed my nose before
stumbling into a numb humdrum
and dropped out of the park.

empty bottles down the lane
forming bowling pins
the night never ends.

filled ashtrays coat the floor
freezing ticking needles
the night never ends.

cut me with the sword of your words
then walk away while my throat bleeds

shattered glass and cigarette ash
dance to the beat of a lost past

in a red cloak you dance on my pieces
a shattered visage of pretenses

the night never ends.