Tuesday, December 25, 2007

1748.

He would quietly hold his breath, listening to nothing, to calm himself.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

the nude model
held a rose
in her hand,

the nude model
held a pose
so unshakeably stoic

she felt she
had a future
awaiting her in

a marshall fields
display window down
on chicago's miracle
mile.

as each student
sketched her she
could feel those

qualities that made
her uniquely human
drain away.

when she left
the art school
she grabbed an

old man who
was waiting for
a bus on

rush street and
robbed him after
kissing his hands.