Ava

Always ask what's new, but never hold the door, stuff arrives on cue, do you ever say please, divined by any score, never a sense of ease, always jump the queue, trying to give a cause, you'd bust any curfew, bad guys on the street, a foil for your whores, won't hear the screams, a pulse of life askew, never takes a pause, sweat on the latest news, know where you've been, all your furious tours, whose turn now to bleed, you're not anyone's glue, dancing on the floor, your head full of ruin, who loves you more?