a grave

a voice from a shameless mall critter

at dark
all sales will be slashed
lifetime guarantee will be sold
the floor polish will shine
a second prize will be gifted
at this present hour
in this present time
after dark

at dark
whispers will shine in the ceilings
mall rats will be stealing
clorax bleach making statements
were recieving changing the colour
of there hair at this present hour
in this present time
after dark

at dark
the influence hangs around my bed
the songs impregnate a bunch of ideas
 that grows at a steady pace inside my head
my reality illusive returning me to lust
such quicknesss at this present hour
a laugh in this present time after dark

at dark
a prison
light breaks its shackles
across a dazed span
of minuites limitless
quick to win it
such dust gathers at this present hour
in this present time
in this parking lot lounge about-after dark