she rocketed through the house,
gurgling, grinning, groping,
a woman unleashed in the shell of a child,
knickers, legs, chest, fingers,
thunderbolting into the fridge,
harvesting pleasures,
strawberries, mango, pistachios,
dance blasting to japanese cute pop,
lyrics unknown,
but dutifully replicated with intent,
the teeth of the shewolf unbrushed,
hair sailing into orbit,
shorts in the rain,
t-shirt in the snow,
the oven in her chest, bakes me alive.