Salome of chapel Street

 
Salome of chapel Street,
Is trying to bridge the divide between the land and sky.
As she dances beneath the wrought iron clock,  
Caught in a drug induced psychological loop ,  
And her own internal Cosmic techno beat.
Her face shape shifts as her electrified    
Cheek bones twitch ,  
And drool slips from her pouting lips.
O salome of chapel Street,
Is your reflection your only friend?
Do you find sanctuary behind your Concrete curtain eyes?
As you slay the dragons of your mind,
O salome what betrayal Has fallen upon  
Your pink dyed hair?
What injustice has come to pass?
That you dance for enjoyment,
Of uncaring shoppers and loud mouthed teens.
   
I move on,
My shallowness your latest betrayal.