Tiptoe

tiptoeing through the used condoms

strewn on the piers

off the west side highway

sunset behind

the skyline of jersey

walking towards the water

with a fetus holding court in my gut

my body highjacked

my tits swollen and sore

the river has more colors at sunset

than my sock drawer ever dreamed of

i could wake up screaming sometimes

but i don't

i could step off the end of this pier but i got

shit to do

and an appointment on tuesday

to shed uninvited blood and tissue

i'll miss you i say

to the river to the water

to the son or daughter

i thought better of

i could fall in love

with jersey at sunset

but i leave the view to the rats

and tiptoe back.