Zoom, Need Some Extra Room

Quickened hands and feet, right on the spot humongous street, fastened like a road actually burned beach sand, incredible land, too much of preheated cement sidewalk, one fine woman who dressed up in red apple tree stylized dresses, juiceable makeup top till bottom, she pulled her wildlife hair down like so long, the whitened unhealed shoes one of her infamous feet, she's onto flames and fire together outside alone, she felt some little raindrops over her kind head, zoom, need some extra room, a woman who actually soaked and drenched of rain, she ran and ran and ran so fast enough, racing down in the highway before and then, unspeakable words became heavy or light, she burns up more and more completely

Written by
Michael James Brindley
4-20-20