Waiting at the Mall

The leaves soon shall fall
A face in the trees
Bodies passing by

She walks with thunder on her heels
Cleopatra eyes and an emerald shirt
Taking the dog out

An unnoticed bee
Parades around her hair
A misadventure of sexual proportions

Force makes association
Excerpts from a random conversation
The running gag lies dead

Swimming into you
The leaf went down
The back of my shirt

It’s the hour of the wolf
Sunlight dances across her form
"Cook your own damn dinner."

--Alexander Kulczycki