Opposites Attract
Stud stomps on cold wet asphalt.
Hard rain rolls in opaque sheets
across late-night cityscape.
Pretty little princess sits in stalled car,
dressed in pink ruffles and glistening taffeta.
She has a heart-shaped mouth
and frightened doe eyes.
Black night presses against splattered windshield
as muscled savior leaps to the aid of distressed damsel,
his young, hopeful heart
eager to be blessed
or broken.
* * *
Butch broad stomps down dark alleyway.
Cats with electric eyes hiss and piss
on garbage cans stuffed with twenty-first century refuse.
Moon rises over grey-black cloud
of car exhaust and sizzling summer heat.
Sensitive poet collides with abandoned hubcap
while cycling through unfamiliar thoroughfare.
He lies dazed and confused, spouting Shakespearean sonnets
with a slight lisp.
Muscled Ms. leaps to the aid of distressed artist,
her young, hopeful heart
eager to be blessed
or broken.