a girl of the streets

rag girl
of the streets
rag doll

lady madonna cries
for you

darwinism displays
its color on the red of your lips

oh how the holy water burns

acid that sinks
to burn
their skin
into the pores
of your
owners

you work those streets

in that flood storm

call over your friend
that man is looking for two of you
to take with him
on his ark