Thief

I tell myself to, you know, "look the other way". it's not my business who you want to be. She had a room where the view was relaxing. The light always made me feel like taking a nap. It's like a comfortable feeling of security. I tell myself "you had your chance" when i sit and worry. She had the shine in her teeth, when she smiled at me. I got smoke in my eyes and i tried to look down at my feet. I filled my coffee cup full with whiskey. I had the time to get some sleep. This whisks me, she has the key. I have a latch. She blew the match out with a pop of her cheeks. She said " Your absolutely right, and i'm sorry". She buried me so deep, She stole my "Free". That fucking thiefer. Now i'm out in the street. Howling at the moonlight.