she flashes bright
across the sky
in blazing colors

illuminating her trail
a unicorn or a
hot rod
cool because
she knows her own mind

owning each step
perfect in its groove
she’s groovy

she flashes her smile my way
sees through me
her eyes deep wells
that go deep into her roots

she is in style
and could care less
giving no bullshit about

the world was once her oyster
it is now her winter coat
hanging around should she choose to go out

but she has no need
her palms clasped quietly in her lap
after a long life’s work
at peace with herself

but ablaze inside
as if on a motorbike
she zigs
she zags


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