Poem -

Gasoline Female

With an internal fire
Ā  Charred Ā by Childhood,
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Trust Lost.
She Burns

Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Poured OutĀ 
Stretched Across the RoadĀ 
Locked, Foreshadowing EmbraceĀ 
She BurnsĀ 

Ā  Ā With an Intensity MisappropriatedĀ 
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Blue Light,
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Bilateral Charge - ChangesĀ 
She BurnsĀ 

Ā  Ā  Ā Flumes Emitted, Opium SweetĀ 
Fragrant ApproachĀ 
She BurnsĀ 

High Octane the Grade
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Vapors Clear-
Dissipate Playful PhasesĀ 
Interchangeable LensesĀ 
She BurnsĀ 

UngregoriouslyĀ 
Ā  Ā Fueled
Ā  Ā  Ā  Beauty
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  IgniteĀ 
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Cinders
Within a VacuumĀ 
She BurnsĀ 

Opened Wild,Ā 
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  85mph Locked In
Top Down-95mph
Ā  Ā Jet streamedĀ 
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā LaughterĀ 
She BurnsĀ 

Scenic- Rest Stop InterludeĀ 
Kissing Books- InexhaustibleĀ 
Their Love,
Bloodied by Thorn
Rose Pearls,Ā 
Sent to War with an
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Independent CrossĀ 
Blessed DissolutionĀ 
She BurnsĀ 

Paired TravelersĀ 
Ā  Ā  Ā Left to their own devices- Vices
Slow the DecayĀ 
Ā  Ā  Ā Showed the Day
They Were Left to Say
Back on the Road Now
"Only Put in Ten"
She BurnsĀ 

Kaddish for One?
Has Springtime Come Around Ā Again?
Formulation Unknown,
Additives Untested,
Upgrade at theĀ 
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Pump
She BurnsĀ 

Fossil Fuel Ney MineralĀ 
Subterranean ExplorationĀ 
And All I Can Is That Its Far to
Viscous to FlackĀ 
She BurnsĀ 

Circumnavigate With Sweeping SuspensionĀ 
Measurable are the Miles Now,
These Asphalt ChannelsĀ 
Ā  Ā  Unfathomable to All
She BurnsĀ 

Eyes Affixed, Starring Far Past
the DestinationĀ 
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ahead a Vacancy Signs
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā ReliefĀ 
From PainĀ 
Ā  Ā  Pills Tend to Be BitterĀ 
She BurnsĀ 

Combustible the RaptureĀ 
Jeweled OnyxĀ 
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Brilliantly Shades
The Ground
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Now Bonded
Following, TrailingĀ 
My MatchĀ 
Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Gassed upĀ 
In Flames
She Burns

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