Away she went,
dancing down what could be
any leafy suburban street,
projecting her feet through
low altitude air,causing quite a stir
among neighbours and life's sailors
whose port of call never passed through
as she pirouetted round the bend
beyond the last greenery,
into a crumbling mean terrace
that smouldered while twilight poured
dark onto night. "Where the fuck you off to,
dumb girl?" Big boy blocked her path.
Laughing she caught a thread of tawdry hair
floating round his lemon head ,
spun golden twine to swiftly bind him
ankle and wrist, blew him a kiss,
then kicked him where it really hurts.
Later he was seen applauding in her wake.
His Ma had a different take,
"My boy's fallen head over heels
for the first girl who tore apart
his sensitive heart. Big mistake."