She walks with the grace of a nervous angel
on probation for gifting fire
or forgiving Satan his eccentricities:

yellow dress and plain white visor
evoke and dismiss sunlight with effortless
contradiction, and chiding words

to her instrument elevate seraphim
to victory; she walks more surely to net,
absolves her challenger of unforced

errors, promises new torment tomorrow,
so embrace each opportunity
to honor Prometheus through emulation.