Poemness

Her

long ivory legs 

encased in fishnets

scrape along the 

cold, dark concrete

on thin black heels 

as the train 

rushes by overhead

blowing short blond hair 

past her ears

black fingernails 

hold loosely a cigarette

to dark red lips 

in the naked white light

that bathes her skin 

a thin black jacket 

wraps around narrow hips

while she walks along 

below my window

she turns a corner 

out of sight

I see her 

for only a second

but hold her image tight