jane

jane etching herself into pavement in a fibonacci with her motorcycle wheel
leaving again and i can’t stand this
machine that she put between us

hum and purr 
and growl 
and shriek
horizontal 

jane standing in sacramento 
waiting for me. nail still worn from
etching herself. into my torso pitiless
machine that she put between us 

sum and debt
and dumb
and dear
vertical 

jane blushing naturally as we 
do in moments of good fun and just 
joking fair play moment of good one
machine that she is she doesn’t pause

laugh and laugh
and laugh 
and on
perpendicular 

jane putting an invitation out to 
self-destruct re-act destruct re-act 
destruct re-act then peels out
and doesn’t purr or count or anything 
machine that she is 
she always gets the last laugh
always always on the highway