Adia wades into twilight
Sneaking glances down the side streets
Watching the city brush her thigh

She looks upon him accusingly
Killing the moment
The fourth deadly sin escapes her lips

As she stumbles into a chaotic future
She pauses to close the deal
Always longing for the act

It’s a violence she cannot escape
Wishing for Gomorrah
Mesmerized until the end

Functioning with nebulous emotions
While the city reaches out to embrace her
She moves on