tiptoeing through the used condoms   strewn on the piers   off the west side highway   sunset behind   the skyline of jersey   walking towards the water   with a fetus holding court in my gut   my body highjacked   my tits swollen and sore   the river has more colors at sunset   than my sock drawer ever dreamed of   i could wake up screaming sometimes   but i don't   i could step off the end of this pier but i got   shit to do   and an appointment on tuesday   to shed uninvited blood and tissue   i'll miss you i say   to the river to the water   to the son or daughter   i thought better of   i could fall in love   with jersey at sunset   but i leave the view to the rats   and tiptoe back.