shadows call for me as the pervertedness slowly washes over drowning what little sanity is left leaving me lurking aimlessly through the streets that radiate in post midnight gleam I salivate corruption of the vile fantasies intermittently intruded by a disillusion that there is a way out of all this sharing a manic laughter by the street light that towers above blasting accusations at me of careless debauchery and savage desire to touch the lost souls and infuse them with false hope to gain a feeling of temporary importance in life