She? (Poem)

Image by 愚木混株 Cdd20 from Pixabay

Unhinged hair
from the halted window
and the dancing earphones
semi-plugged to the phone
caught the eyeballs.

the rural heart
resist the taxied fingers
moving across the hair.

Metallic skin
with the thickness
of one-horned rhino
could feel the warmth
of the half-moon
a few feet away from mine.

the glass eyes
reflected the guts
of a kinetic kite
or a hopping hat
lost in the Polar easterlies.

The discoing flip flops
a seismic shock
touching only
the escalators
of my zen heart.

breathe in.
cough out
the weird neat talk.

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