by fhaedra

I did not have the foresight

to imagine what it would be like

to walk into a gallery

and see my own shape in clay

But as I draw closer I know

that those lines are my own

that pose one I held so long

almost without exhaling a breath

It's good I came here alone

so I can feel it out first

and examine the figure as though

I am interested in the art

You rendered me well I decide

or was it I who rendered

No matter now as I turn away

and button my coat against the wind.

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