Swift Response


walk in,


draw no desire to be seen,


imminent objectivity,

completely out of your control.

Perhaps –


will there ever be a time,

when it can be just that reality …


I walked outside today,

wearing my favorite outfit,

because it feels so good on my skin,

because when I turn the garments flow with me,

because, when I sit I am entirely draped …


yet around me I can feel the eyes,

watching me sway, move, turn to exist,

and I am alone in their eyes.


I wonder if is that easy,

to understand her angst toward Man,

to realize that our physical presence

is entirely scrutinized

in the beholder’s – other’s – eyes.

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