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The politics of smile.

take a step
and look to the west
you are the figurine
standing still
through the sunset
through the rain
every single day

I am the air
I am the water
flowing down your naked breast
I am the radiant
heat
that you release
after hours
after noon

placed here
casting shadows
like the time
like the clockwork
like the earth
rotates through the heavens

while the hawk
soars
with ever-growing
complexity
searching for it's next meal
watching carefully
through trained
eyes

she looks at me
and I look back

did you think
that no one would notice
no one would walk away
and all the while
turn their heads to see?