I didn’t sign up for this partial attention-
occasional flirtation
at your whim and chuckle
I am a woman walking places-
free from attachment
and aimed toward a taller city
I don’t have time to hang myself
on your posted charms
made only available when the mood strikes you
So pack that meaning-filled look back into your face
Or use that side-smiling mouth
those big quiet eyes
and your careful artist’s hands
To tell me what you’re really thinking.
*first draft 8-24-07*
Sara Waalkes
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-dare-you-wink-at-me/
