The Heat Leads To Dusk

The dirtiest streets
in the world
But I'm in love
People huddled together
in cramped buses
Going to who knows where
I don't care
Empty buildings
condemned
with holes in the roof and ceiling
Lie on your back
in your squatter's paradise
under a city lit night sky
Lesbians kissing on a street corner
on a windy afternoon
Wander the endless maze
encounter the familiar
and the strange
The rain doesn't bother me
neither does a scorched day
The heat leads to dusk
and I am ready