Godz Hitman!

Sally down the alleyway
dressed for mal intent
carbon fiber .38
attitude set on vent
to make a game of circumstance
your victim out of view
smokey bars and burned out cars
are all you ever knew
sleeping by the riverbed
staring out at cement shoes
your victims all have paid a price
but then again
you one eyed jack
someday so will you
your destination darkens,
with the sultry sinking sun
her shadow cast against the wall
and the smell of cheap perfume