POETRY: OUTLAW — or, Wanted in Every Sense of the Word

Outlaw

or, Wanted…in Every Sense of the Word

©Mimi Wolske, December 2013

All Rights Reserved

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men looked at me

admiringly

seeing a

woman with an easel

and a laptop

and took me

for more than the artist

i appeared to be

they didn’t know that within

less than an hour

i would be stripped

naked

the easel

the laptop

everything i had

carefully removed

i kept my eyes closed

they thought me maddddd

as a hatter

but i learned i could

recognize each

by the sound of their

footfalls

not like the other

good little soldiers

who in perfect unison

offered words

each word

i wrote in my mind

had a sound

within the sound

that only i could see

and while proffered words of

hell-o and good morning

or good afternoon

or good night

that echoed from the mountain

and carried friendly tones

i knew what those

words meant because

i could read the sounds

i could paint the sounds

i don’t know what it was

maybe

tiny furniture

took more out of me

than i thought

unfettered feet become

stuck to the floor

caught by spewed gum

they pulled and tried to escape

the toes in military line

cried out you up there

why don’t you come down here and fight

items were brought by

the trudgers

aromaless

luke cold

icy warm

tasteless

provoked thoughts

provided humor

i kept my eyes closed

they thought me maddddd

as a hatter

but i’ve learned i can

recognize each

by the sound of their

footfalls

and the sounds

within the sounds

of their words

i wrote this

for those who see

the sounds in the words

and for my shadow

a shadow that is

stretched on canvas

on the wall

i know what must be done

i must make myself known

playing hide and seek

with obvious irony

since i could as easily

played erotic

in the manner which

D.H. Lawrence

might have written erotically

though i remained

quiet

eyes closed

an outlaw

wanted in every sense of

the word

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