Gateway

I'm the gateway girl
A rest stop between
Epiphanies
And preferred poisons
Immovable
Distracted by dreams
Of Basquait
Of Ginsberg
All the time being drawn
Upon to feed fevers
In addicts too blind
To see my beauty
If it exists at all
On this plane
Of this I am uncertain
But I know for sure that
I'm no-one's
Drug of choice
I'm no-one's oasis
I am merely the gateway girl