It is for us - young girls
I walk all the time
All ways – in restless threshold and useless shaking
Toward what I call
I need to keep myself warm
On the right paths for my feet
Yesterday feels me because I am here today
Instead
I let the retinas of my eyes
Rumble
Circumspect on my face to see the worlds outer-shell
I think of the men
who are renegades
horses, black stallions, mustangs
I look out my window to nowhere
I see nothing
A new frontier called young girls
A body that holds pictures
Hold memories not for me but young girls
I go off in bold cries
Am I safe in my own arms
I give good luck its draw
Restless threshold and useless shaking
I shuffle in my confession to God
If I speak as a mouth should
And pull out chewing gum with my tongue
I am a young girl again
I am just a woman - a dead man walking in silence
No song to hold my head up high
Entangled is my gift of light
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