A Girl on a Street

Lovely thing
I saw you both times
And you saw me
 
I saw a part of you
And you saw a part of me
The others said move on
 
They said she’s gone
I kind of knew
What they meant
 
She smiled
Looked right through us
A kind of ignorant bliss
 
Is that what you really think?
My muse of today asked
I gently said no
 
It was all very sad
Somewhat terrifying
Another human soul on the heap
 
She was the kind of girl
Who might talk to animals?
And understand their replies
 
She was once beautiful
Still was
In her fucked up way
 
It was tragic
Slightly melancholic
In our solitary confinement
 
In our state of nature
In our poor excuse for grace
She smiled & we walked away