Fall Poems/2

cracks-- in the sidewalk system of fault
who's to blame for the catapault
ping pong process
systems labyrinth
busy and dizzy,
renders you on yr knees
eyes open asking, help please

the powdered eggs make me queezy
but easy now, easy come easy go
straighten up, sign here
here's yr #, you can't dissapear
record wrote, make mental notes cuz

you won't know what you don't know
until what you need to know
is too late
5:10pm, no one there then
until 9:10 next morning when
it could be
too late

if, by then you left the gates
you ate ---- to find a fix
tricks to get high, (but-now)

troubled from tricks,
you blew some steam
from the hot gleaming gut
and it sat in a rut

afer falling through
the cracks
in the sidewalk

Fall Poems/1

hips sway, hips sway
long locks lunge back and forth
we come from the ground
we go back
rocking kicking and cooling
dreams, hurts and day to day
nerves and noise
getting louder and louder

marches of womyn
gain glory as each reclaims-self

it steps like this:
feel the beat, break the street
unzipper the fat, let it bulge and sweat out

i picture you,
dark and bright
humble and strong as earth
constant and constantly changing
without consequence
following day stride
riding the arc of sunset
pulling waves like moonlight

you reclaim yourself in the moment
of the this movement