Diane has fallen on hard times.
She’s on the street
Bumming cigarettes
And asking for change.

mb3-3 Diane accentThe men with their bottles
Are in the back alley.
Diane trades her body
For a swig of whiskey
Or a taste of speed.

She often loses her shoes
But manages to get new ones somehow
(Perhaps from the nuns
Who distribute free food).

Diane sleeps on the sidewalk
Without a blanket.
I wonder what are her dreams.

– Terry MacDonnell