Girl Wake

Blond hair

pulled back in a pony tail,

black sports bra

short, tight black shorts with red trim,

you ran by me on the other side of the road.

One guy working on a roof nearby

stepped towards his buddy,

tapped his shoulder and pointed towards you

then gave me the thumbs up.

A young man on a bike

made the Sign of the Cross

watching you and riding.

Three men, on your side,

dutifully parted

then craned their necks towards you.

A dog let out a lonesome howl;

a cat froze in place in the middle of the street;

a screech of brakes erupted;

a finch fluttered overhead,

and I smelled Honeysuckle.

Did you know you were a wave
and would leave so many men gesturing
and staring in your wake?

Did you think your wake would cause this
on your lunchtime jog?