I Would Rather See

I and her face Brighter than chariots Or foot-soldiers Toward and under the bridges Her chariots Shouting lydians and Ranks of foot-soldiers I possible misstep Unexpected licking struck her as rather bold Her step motion on Her step motion on Fast fast fast charIots and Wounded Footsoldiers Rush in but not To be too toward And to shuffle the light To offend her chariots Lyrdians sadly outstretched Firm ranks in place Designed as a possible way into Unexpected fantasies We'd rather watch her step We'd rather watch her Step toward motion on Chariots off Off solid ground Stop! slowly on Stop! slowly on