My Big Brown Shoes
2010 May 3
For an hour I paint my face
over the blemishes and the dark restless eyes
for submission to the curator – you
It is reticent and contrived
Such is the impression I aspire
that of Manet’s Olympia
staring on stoically
Naked but unfazed
Coquettishly embellished yet
unmarred
For an hour I wait by the shade
while the sun unleashes its ire
With care I cover my face
that you may take a look
as though I was relaxed
and had arrived about the
same time as you
And time laughs insolently
for the fifteen minutes I
was finally near, you
stared down and admired
My Big Brown Shoes
