Electric Petticoats

 

Electric petticoats

Are the lightning bolts

Around the knees-

 

The highest note

In a halted breeze.

 

The roar of lions

Beneath a skirt-

The skip of toes

In a sultry dirt.

 

Electric petticoats

Are the neon sparks

Of a jeweled wing-

The butterfly sonnet

Of an early Spring.

 

The white-hot bubbles

Of a new champagne-

The electric shock

Of legs- untamed.