the way she walks
click clattering along
Symphony of noise
notes of music in a song
a calidescope of sound
fit for battle-
drum-roll clanging stars and stripes
voice of death is a rattle
her warscape is the streets
prison-jailtime-ridden
birds screaming, flashing lights-
to find what is hidden
many a night has now passed
what was my name? what was my...