Whiskey Town – Heather Mirassou

Disillusioned

Smoking cigarettes drunk at 3: a.m.

Spinning into nothingness

With whiskey drunks

Hookers walk the strange yellow streets

Women who fear intimacy

Or falling in love depraved

Depressed mannequins are consumed

Guilt and shame asunder

They dance in their tangerine slippers

Under a hopeless moonlight