Streetlight
Billboards
haunt
Like shadows
From a dream
That's not
my own
I want
things I hate
Myself
For wanting
Monstrous
Kaiju
Gorgeous
desire
Fifty foot
sirens
Blaring
Luring
Me down
To their
shallow depths
Light from
adorned
Doorways
claws
At my skin
The promise
of denial
I scuttle
home
To the
safety of my
Private lies
