Punk Ass Chica,
by and to and for and why’d
by a female Faust
Today i got a visit
—I forgot to say,’O, is it?’—
from this woman I have known
who most often walks alone,
However far you’ve fallen
In your own voice is Heaven.
A friend to every creature,
She will listen if they’ll teach her,
so readily thus led
a crow once landed on her head.
Aware that loving money spawning Evil
can almost anything leave ill,
she sees how rich men, in their pride,
discard more usefulness than hide.
So correct can guess a size
as if calipers for eyes
Yet would rather miss a mile wide
Then think it better left untried.
Punk ass Chica, hella tough,
that sings so sweetly, it’s enough
to remind anyone who’ll hear
that wheresoever, Angel’s near.
However far you’ve fallen
In your own voice is Heaven.
She told me in her way
That her birthday way today.
I wish I’d answered then;
Hope I get to once again;
It is good to have a friend.
September 20, 2021 ev
