She was a track star in her brazen aplomb

Suspicious, the tilt of her human head as they bent over the missal

So visible, so vividly volatile

Like a inspiration of live steam straining to be white water

Like south sea-shaving foam spray appetency to scamper

To scramble and holler over the very rocks, mired in we steadfast prayers

Wary of sighting eyes, we became a clay sculpture

The lines of her back ichor and clear

Her population profile focused, her coastline intense

Skimming experimentation through a blurring eyepiece

The breeze will soon shot her away.

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