The Vacant Lot Of My Heart

Don't stay
long enough
to be taken from
the vacant,
dimly lit,
lot of my heart.


It's a
bad neighborhood.
Keep your eyes open.
Keep them down:
look at the ground.


No one
comes this way
late at night.
No one
goes this way
during the day.


Don't bring
valuables
if you value them.
Don't look
for beauty here:
I'll rob you blind.