City Stray

City stray...
her soul is drowning
in deep river-streets
and crushing pavement-waves
eyes are full of salt and smoke
breath is almost dead...

She is a city stray
child of blessed mists
child of bleeding fists
daughter of headless mannequins
born to be breathless  
born to be helpless  
born to live without senses
born to love cage and fances...
and still she thinks
and still she believes
she´s free...

But she´ll never see
But she´ll never know
what is  beyond
what is behind
what is up
what is down
under and above...
She too
Is almost blind...