Stilettos

Stilettos on
Asphalt
3A.M.

Somebody's
Daughter
Staggering
Alone in
The sleepy
Street

Looking
For home

Looking
For him

Looking for
Something

In a halting

Adjust the strap

Rubbing sore
Sort of way

The steady
Drone of
Cricket sentries
The only other
Sounds

No voices
No car doors
No motors
No muffled beat
of car door
music

This may not
Be her street

I hope she
finds her way

Everybody's
Daughter
Should
Get home
Safe.