Gravity

She wears real lady’s
slippers in the snow
so she can become
your endangered species.

Precious cargo, she’s some kind
of female Jesus ready to bless
the ice cold river for being
so capable of reducing knots

in the lower back to mere seeds—
the very ones she will plant
to launch a new vertical farm
indoors, capable of rising above

the gravity of the city’s
wooden water towers.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s