He just looks

sometimes eyes want

nice shoulders, I’ll say that
worn carhartts have seen work

can’t make assumptions
even the attorneys have boats
sand the brightwork on the weekends

and it’s not fall yet
so the shedboys aren’t hunting
winter warmth, house and embrace

she’s aware he’s looking
arched

grey watcher
older woman
invisible
to both

watch the projections
slither over each other

every day

 

written in response to etouffee’s She just looks at me

tilt

I love the great blue herons on the tops of trees: they look so comfortable even when the top is leaning way way over… I am no where near as comfortable in a tree! And think of being the size of a great blue heron and landing on that tree! I have been watching them locally more and more. They look unlikely and peculiar to me landing in trees, but it’s me that is uncomfortable, not them. They trust the trees and land with confidence.