#949945 added January 18, 2019 at 8:40pm Restrictions: None
Las Vegas Gale
Las Vegas Gale
As I drive home,
down Boulder Highway,
the wind
bullies my car:
beats against it,
shoves it,
attempts to push it
into traffic
in the next lane.
Imitating
the Santa Anas,
this Las Vegas gale
harasses me
after I get out of my car:
its gusts
molest my hair,
puts hands up my skirt,
or down my blouse,
and attempts to undress me
as I fight my way into the house.
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