Kelly's Eye

from the top of it
on clear mornings
like today
you can see Brighton
my hometown
they say

i'm not craving
salty sea air
that much
just ice cream
a dead baby
daddy's touch

i'm cockney girl now
just earning
me keep
for tomorrow
my new habit
and sleep

needles of numb
stab the vein
that i squeeze
fading eye
drowning rivers
some change please