The Rain Shouts On Fitzroy Road Poem by DAVID GERARDINO

The rain shouts on fitzroy road,
the theater shuts off it, s lights, a harlot
boxer puts on her jacket, and the streets
become a dark cave.
The rain shouts on fitzroy road, and this
harlot boxer steps up to the plate, the
moon makes her srceam out loud, and
in walks her broken dreams.
The rain shouts on fitzroy road, and
the thunder kicks and bites, theres
a snake thats about to bite, but first,
lets all have a drink.