| Not Found In A Police Report |
| They chalk me to the sidewalk In marks of white and black And this outline in the alley Reminds me of laying in the grass And the love I felt for you that day Burned heart shaped scars into the sand And the beaches were next to ancient seas To which I had never been And the grass on which I laid Has memories of my tears And the sand blows back and forth In the wind that carves the years Wind, carry me home To warmer months than these And steal back my heart-scars From the bigots and the thieves My blood doesn't water the Pavement And rain sweeps my dust from the Street As drainage ditches carry me away From this jungle To ancient seas Which will always remember me |