CITY OF NIGHT II

For my true love (yes, you)!

One day you appeared

--guess you'd call it weird--

and offered as you neared

secret knowledge,

an apple polished,

and a promise

to give me pleasure

beyond measure,

beyond the reason

of seasons.

So I followed thee

to midnight ecstasy,

summer City,

then awoke and found

gray bars all around,

autumn town.

What a bummer

the poisoned summer,

the morning after

the rapture!

To prisoner from warden

in your concrete Garden,

I begged of thee:

Don't tread on me.

Heart made of stone,

I sit upon a throne

made of bone.

Call me Daughter.

A world I've slaughtered,

laid the Father.

They all wanna know

why I crawled so low:

The better to see

your glory.

Show me the light

in your City of Night.