And it's all like
Jittery green lightning bugs
We shiver in our cloaks
Out by the gray blue
Starless sky
Heaving and breathing
Slap my last name on a directors chair
I belong there.

Fingernails claw and reach
Forget fame and fortune
That's not what's at stake for us
Drift and float in the longing
Barricade of where we begin
And collapse
And begin again
25 years young, mama I ain't no hen
Got my own path, my own way
Camera in my hypothetical bag

Pass and look by red and yellow
Yellow trapezoids
Fill the void with x y & z
Move forward repeatedly
Hips, they all said got em
Womanly womb
Could I croon
I heard tonight that woman gotta
Be in line with a crone
I thought of majestic wings
And how often times we are scared to sing

Remember how we wandered down the alleyways of china town
A camera and bold lipstick
That was and will always be
What makes my heart beat.

When I wrote poems
Just to write.