Rona

Oh it's a great exchange rate, this party on the sea, a Baltic Ports get away, who cares for the home, she always goes this way, what gets lost at cabin doors, each day she's at play, the voyage is a feast, sometimes seems like yesterday, how can she ever own, something that dances uncannily, beyond the shipping zones, this life she creates, is living like royalty, her bottle is a freighter, , she sees a dawn fate, in the bars like wooden beasts, men look to hoist sail, who will bend to greet her?

Quamra

You say you once adored me, not always in your dreams, but the way i used to be, now you grieve when i'm at home, not just on your knees, as if i was your whore, you can't still play silly, like the river's spleen, on its way to the sea, look at me i moan, i am not deceased, do you know what i don't, are you looking to achieve, sorrow without release, time to kill your fantasy, a thousand nights i have to retrieve, what's lost through your deem, do i look increased, it's not what it seems.

Quadira

‘She's really just my crew, maybe you can make me wise', powdered with a smile of glue, at the bar i pray, for a something better time, who can stand this shame. we talk of bitter fruit, and sip at lonely wine, my partner has a screw loose, the ones at other tables, done with her blues, keep clear of yesterday’s game, nothing here to frighten, just the yellow signs, of a poet becoming excited, that her carnation will shine, acts like she always knew, does this desert worry you, who are these writers ?

Queisha

You dance on stones, say you're in love again, blue baby out in the cold, public toilets are for the old, no one takes the blame, . only junkies say they atone, who state resist that loan, don't exceed your gains, remember all that you know, move fast with your i'phone, it might help you explain, how far you need to go, the buzz is mine alone, once it gets to midnight, no one hears you moan, blow me big aces, from the howling zones, send lightning with your trains, wrap my skin and bones.

Quanita

Mother still has dinner to make, ending it is not child's play, feel my cotton waist, you made me flower, but then you turned away, i will never cower, Yes, i have to state, i'll be making my case, when sunset floods the plain, have to face the power, a family disgrace my shame, i'll dress well, take a shower, wait for signals to change, a summers day it arrives late, you don't struggle to say, this is just a game, whatever by half past eight, up the line i pray, many understand this fate.

Queenie

Crying on the pavement, in bed with her ghosts, a lost lipstick fragrance, she always stayed true, to the trouble she caused, a drunk without the blues, and died shaking the base, listening to Artie Shaw, no longer sedated, when it came to you, the city an open float. cargo boats and other issue, like a schooner heads away, she jolted all our bones, the ones who heard her say, never look away, no one is always alone, literature's your entre', freighters come home.

Quenata

Who hasn't heard of toil, or the future's clink, a stone within your thoughts, houses bought on schemes, moved in the space of a blink, a furious search for ease, a warm place to atone, bedrooms painted pink, a husband bellows 'are you home', by sun, moon, your sea, hardly lets you think, if any time for certainty, Wurlitzer noise and bright clothes, scares you at the ice rink, a lover makes you groan, flickering inside your soul, it keeps away the drink, whoever does not know, allows you alone to sing. ,