In orange haze
Deep amber faze
Staggering down the dark
The city brays
With unhappy trace
Of mange and mire hark
The night thrums
On oil drums
Sweet black fibrous tar
And jangling keys
That renew the grease
To drive your beat down car
Upon the roads
Pressed iron folds
A storied forlorn heart
I've had enough
Of rough and tough
Please just take me apart













