Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Poem: Sincere


I like you but I don’t know
what it is that I’m liking.
You the mannequin,
so many poses you no longer
remember where you started.

Left hand up.
Nod to the right.
Smile. Grimace.

One of these Tuesdays I
will look up from my
eggs benedict and catch
you saying something that
you really mean.

And freeze.

From the collection Fields of Satchmo 
Photo by MJV

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