By | 15 July 2006

Did she or didn't she?
Does she, or doesn't she?

Her legs are two wild claims,
disruptive assertions

raised to the level of staccato shouts,
become vehement lowering.

She leads with her feet.

Only eyes walk
up the seams
of her stockings,

their fishnet.

Who's caught?
Who's hooked?

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