Dark poem ?

Question

Poor old Anita

Is drunk on the moon

She listens to the Who

& Keith Moon

a fallen angel

lifes cadillac

has crashed to earth

from chandaliers

dont cry darling

do not fear ?

she gets drunk on vodka & ice

As she shoots up

In a dark alleyway

with her silver spoon

She’s looking for a heart of gold

On a Saturday night

Luck hasn’t come lately

Bold flight

To turn her way

She can’t show her

Face or her feelings

Slippage in moments

Slippage in meanings

Most people would run away

From the sight of her face

You see she’s like an old shoe

Nocturnal owl

That’s been battered & bruised

Mocking Bird sits high in a tree

And sighs

Nobody could love her perfectly

Maybe on a foggy night ?

Time tells her

She’s run out of spare parts

Love is bitter sweet

For an old maid

Over weight questions

That lag & waits

Get used to it this is her fate

Answer 1

mmmmmm interesting.

Answer 2

i like this poem or song or whatever it is.

its good