"Woman Part One"

a tiny thing

a small thing

a tornado whip
lashed on to her feet
but,
she cannot be pulled
into richter's scrum.

she howls
and
he runs -

falls! -

outward, but to the center;
stymied
by the very thing
he had beseeched to
enslave her...


a wee bit -

lilliputian -

of her drops against him.
his jaw falls off...
but,
she is kind, merciful,
and lets him run.


the lash falls
and both run.