NaPoWriMo #24


She stares out a re-vamped window pane
green and black
She sits with stripes
fingers in her hair
her stare like paparazzi caught
her as she looked up
half-vacant, half-somewhere else
unsurprised but not quite
to the pose

She beside herself
caught in a wind machine
playing pouty, playing sexy
to the shock of camera clicks

She is beside herself
her mouth closed         indignant
standing straight as a pole
her diagonal chest takes up
she concentrates

We are big           she and I
still we are condemned to the same tune



© 2013 Robin A. Sams


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