Friday, May 11, 2007
Chin
I sat across from her
in the doctor's office
and noticed her
chin being tugged
by gravity, and
how she flipped
through magazines
as if every page
was as vacuous
as the next.
I wondered
if she knew
that I was
drawing her,
and tried to limit
the times
I would
look up at her,
so as to avoid
giving
myself away.
I took
very deep breaths
each time
I lifted
my head
to watch her.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)