Do You Feel Her Ache?

"Do you feel her ache from across the room?

dripping dark liquid, that used to be Fantasia film strips as a child,

Her creative spirit spinning out of control,

now black gasoline.

She uses it to fuel her desire of lust. Shooting through her eyes like car lights.

Getting lost. The only shine she has now is her red high heels and the glimmer of her fear soaked eyes telling the world that she is not for sale.

Yet men feel they can buy her.

Her fantasia sparks when she listens to the beat of the city music and becomes lost in the crowded moment.

In this, she feels like she is the new model, now. Full of shine. Energy, and confidence, that men cannot touch, reach, handle, or control.

High above their range, yet high on the hopes that love will save her.

She is trapped between two cars of thought again.

The gasoline is dripping.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip."