Here in the Dark

Alone I roam the streets between

Suburban homes

With loans so steep they make

Owners weak

Like chic models that haven't had

A Bite in weeks.

And the red they find on their

Balance line

Just might be fine if

All the cops find is

The front of their brain

Pushed

To the back of their mind

And the dark is something

Serene and nice

Laced in shadows that tuck away

Evil

With a knife

But don't worry your wife is

Safe

Just an arms length away from

The shadows that cloud the

Night