She

She leaves-
She runs
She is out at once
She makes out –
with suns of moons
She is noon
– light
She is tune with to-night
She runs at once
She guns it
Gas pedal
She blasts
Past her past
It’s moving fast
She grabs her seatbelt
-checks
Necks are now near
She’s in here.

She’s Gone.
She’s Gone.

It’s so quick she kicks the curb
It’s so undeserved
She’s so under-served
She’s the one you heard.

She wants — she doesn’t stop
She’s on top of this shopping list
She’s stopping fist after fist
She kissed her knuckle of bare fist

She wears his- –

–shirt with the collar high
A skirt only offers thigh
She wonders why

Why can a guy not mind my –
My mind

Behind gets mention

Too much attention
She is in tension
But moves…
She moves.
She moves.

She renews her respect
Checked herself and saw her self —-
Respect
respect her
She is next to her.
Seated in meditation, contemplation
She’s in space when
in these thoughts
She’s not yet in a yacht
But she’s got..
a boat to Float through skies In
She sees guys when ..
These cries begin.
Why? Or. When. When will it end?
She tends to defend this trend of thought
She’s not a lot
Just a dash —
of oil on that — canvass
She can handle this
She has … The touch

She is touching
Tender
Touching
Tend your –sweetest
For she is this
Citrus orange, blue swirl
She’s in your world
So Love her.
She deserves —
your nerve to be compassion

She is Action
Moving, she, she leaves