The Original

She no longer poses but is just herself,

this woman, who is an artist's model.

Undressing for a living, she's stripped

daily of much more than her clothes.

Now there she sits totally defenceless,

not even comfortable in the straight backed chair,

but twisted, drooping, cold, and naked--

her sagging breasts, thin and sad,

and her subdued sex, timidly peeping

from between her thighs,

like a small, quiet mouse.

 

Her fleshy lips and empty eyes tell one story;

the artist's brush, paints and easel, tell another.

 


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