With a reluctant carelessness she
confesses her criminal intent
that unsettling psychotic urge to be caught
her bare feet patina on the warm asphalt
midnight's erratic nature of duality
emanating a calm explosive aurora of possibility
her crown of streetlight glow
mystics somewhere finding a stiff visitor
beneath chaste robes
a calliope of constellations crashing and
distant sirens tickle her giggling throat
trash cans and deep shadows
wandering eye of unknown thrilling chance
her underwear swinging from my mailbox
to a moonlit waltz.
TA
. The Poet's Beat .
Monday, April 10, 2023
Midnight's Erratic Nature
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