....Truth strode
.....................elegantly
In a navel-necklined catsuit,
..............Face brutal-aloof
She judged some peaches with a quick touch
The entire market
...knew she was there
...Eyes male and female
...Skulked their bites
then leapt back to their baskets
faking their lives as full
....................Every home she holds
..............................in utero
Public-said whimpers into private,
Private goes quiet, shuffled
awe; her face, her breasts,
her waist, her crimson toenails
........The meals simmer
........The babes squall
...And all the theorems
&
...All the banknotes
Cannot stand against the span
..................Of her vagina
