Prostitutes walk the street…

Prostitutes walk the street

And clash with white birds in tropical flight

Does this lend a purity to their gutter blood?

Or are they saints in corrupt and glamorous disguises?

The wind must speak their true names

Velvet panthers in the moist heat

Heavy curtain of sex

Falls upon the town in a warm wave

Surfers slowly lay their heads back

And are baptized by their girlfriends in the ocean

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