Saturday, December 22, 2012

The Viewer

Sometimes, I look at myself
from another view
from the store-front window
from the security camera
from the three-paneled mirror
from a passer-bys comment
from my own soul

and think that:
she must be, indeed,
a very intense person

with small eyes
and sharp features
a too-large shape
a demanding presence
and noise
too much noise

and I shrink and think
she should be softer
she should be smaller
she should be quieter

but she's--I mean--"I" am not

I am whatever the viewer thinks I am
so, my soul knows
Be kind, girl. 
You'll see differently tomorrow.

1 comments:

EMILY STAR said...

I really like this. It has a kind of music to it!