a puddle of a woman

 
a drooling puddle of a woman
   who would rather be a cricket
   with no carbon footprint

the spittling of a woman
   endangering her soul -
she flirts in heresy's thicket
   and unburdens all for you in toll

she muddles
   in her rickshaw ricket
pedaling for readers
   and other speakers
   of the same squeak
   to up! and up-speak!

she meddles in the things that be
   that the powerful 'he's'
   want left alone

she of the little roaring squeak
screams unlike the other squeakers
she's a speeding rebel
   reveling

flesh-trapped though
   she leaves puddles
      as life ain't easy

but hearing a certain call
   within her crush of life
   she leaps - runnin'!

typing like there's no valve -
   she unspools...
      a puddle
      of a woman