walking slowly

Inspired by today's NaPoWriMo prompt to write a visual poem. I found myself continuing to play around with the space around the words. I'm not sure how visual the result is. It suddenly strikes me that all poetry is visual!

Reinvented As Bedouin

The Spin

I live in the mountains

but you’re not gonna

find me there.

I'm coming to the city

to seek you out.

I move like silk

smooth and cool

towards the district

the golden bucks

the business

where I’m gonna

pop some corks

and release 

my motorcycle roar.

What do I do all day?

I am planning your life.

I distract you with the high 

slit of my skirt

my perfect thigh.

Don’t try to chase me.

I am a red wheel.

I am spinning like a snake.

and I 

am following 

you.