A rarity among young women
Susanah storms inside

exsists unseen by good people

who in their wisdom
choose to stay caught
in the ever present
catching net

remain unmoving
on the long straight road
don't pause to see
their blinkered path

 

sentences unbegun,
unfinished flash, vanish
never to be
 
Susanah
eats rose petals
to make her breath
smell sweet