Beans Cafe

2118 NE 65th Street
November 15, 1995

Someone painted a naked woman
and hung her on the wall.
He defined her breasts well
and drew a smudge for her face,
like a boy's best guess
or the government's true thoughts.

He drew her breasts
as if that was all she could give him,
as if he sits on the bus
plotting which one he'll do next
I mean draw next.

I've reached an age when college students are young,
an age of contemplation and decision.
As I drink my latte slowly,
and feel it's warmth throughout my body,
I wonder Do her nipples frown?