Pop-Art
waiting in the quiet
key-fit noises turn the lock
open
closed
she drops her things
gently
on the table
a single light turns on
burns bright
fires up the colors in her hair
tumbling
as it drops
from underneath that woolly white
and oh-so big
sweatshirt
i do so love
and rolls out over her strong shoulders
bared
and framed
against our puppet making wall
unfastening that tricky hook
that cinches her brassier
she works it off so easily
impossible!
popping, buttons go
and jeans, rag-tired fall—
a little kick and they’re away
a shadow in the corner
elastic on her belly
slips, getting free
she slides the cotton down
to get it off--
and with a slip … a little tug,
and it’s away,
falling to her feet
a tiny spot of pop-art
on the carpet
oh honey, come to bed!
Donald Dean Mace
Donald Dean Mace is an Arizona-based poet and writer and frequent contributor to Ariel Chart.
"bared
ReplyDeleteand framed
against our puppet making wall" My favorite lines in this wonderful work.