Woman of Steel*

(Listening to Blaze feat Stephanie Cooke What Makes The World Go Round)    
      
I woke up this morning to realize      
There wasn’t going to be      
Any      
Woman of steel      
Single bound      
Leaping buildings to      
Get to us,      
(Relegating unreachable to the natural world:      
A tiding of swallows; common ravens      
Perching      
In the cut rate pines      
Of a languished spirit)      
Rowing the muscles, then      
Changing into this      
Urban      
(Not really but looks good on paper well I’m urban so that counts)      
Stratosphere;      
[High rise] (I’m not short, so)      
Locality (There’s only 3 places I can be: Chicago, LA or NY) at least not to      
Rescue or Redeem us from the      
Fiends      
Plaguing our inner accord:      
Sanctimony of mind (imagine that strain)      
Whether it be the      
World or even worse;      
Myself      
But it’s generally the enablers      
Who do the most amount of      
Harm: attitude
And if you can capture: apprehend that      
Bad guy      
Then just maybe the problem      
Is solved: and I      
I      
Became      
Her.