I See

I see you
hiding your woman face
in that bird

(a bird that’s either
lost in thought
or

concentrating hard
on finding
a fish supper).

And I see you,
reclining figure,
displaying your hilly curves.

And you too, mister,
standing
piously upright.

What goes on
in your green
balloon of a head?

And I see other
moon balloon heads orbiting
the outskirts of the picture.

I wonder who else will look
and see
the same as me?


Artwork by blouseybrown


C Moon