Nighttime

Walking in baggy clothes

So that your figure is hidden 

Under miles of fabric

Watching your back

So the wanting 

Eyes 

Don’t follow you

Every shadow is a wild animal 

The city lights are the only coverage

Voices call out to you 

Clawing at your body with their dangerous talons 

And long teeth 

Keeping your head down 

And your mind on the drums 

The rhythm of the music

Collides with the beat of your heels

Coming down like thunder on the ground

Keeps your feet moving