The Hookers Who Unhinge Us

Buddy had habits that

Were hard to break.

Things that only time could take

Away and gone were controls of life.

Wailing to the stars about the dark of night.

For crying won’t light the dark of night

Tho it signals to cryers your common plight.

You know now your habits.

And freedom, you could grab it.

To know your cycles

To change them up…

Cause when those cycles beat you up

Yer gonna hafta beat them back.