GO! GO! GO!:

 

Who’s that holding ‘Stop’ & ‘Go’, Blue Stars tattooed 

on his neck, as stones, like tiny moons, cling to my 

wheels? Paper Dolls run in circles leaving lipstick 

kisses on my windows. In time they turn from red to 

black & block my path, mocking love between me & the Sun.

 

(K)