MY GAZE COULD ONLY
HIT THE SIDE OF
YOUR FACE
WHEN YOU WERE
BUSY WARMING
YOUR EYES- UP
FROM HER BOBBY PINS
TO THE EDGE OF HER
YELLOW PUMPS.
I COULD NOT HELP
BUT SMILE
BEHIND MY EYES
AS SHE WAS BUSY TOO
CUPPING THE WINE GLASS,
FLUTTERING HER EYELASHES
AND DROPPING A DRY LAUGH
HERE AND THERE,
UNAWARE OF THE
FIXED LOOKS AT HER,
OF ENVIOUS ADMIRATION.
SHE SEEMED IN FACT LOST
MAYBE IN THE HIDDEN
PRESENCE OF SOMEONE
SHE LOVES.
HOWEVER IT’S FUNNY
TO SEE HOW YOU KEEP
YOUR SOUL ON SALE.
