#7: With High Heels On

What you can do,

I can do

with high heels on.

My unprescribed

me first

attitude results in

glares of negative but

simple attention;

unapologetic high beams

that get me

flashed

but which I ignore.

My unnecessary

coolness

I exude with

deliberate consistency;

a Chinook

threatening but

never arriving to

warm the chill of my

uncertainty.

My glaring

independence

is my crutch

and my key;

increasingly

aching muscles

only

build endurance and

strength.

I need

these, so

I can do what

you can do

with high heels on.