25/365: I Could Watch You There Until the Park Lights Go Out

That is the whole of you over there.
It is thrilling to see, really,
it is so simple, you in that chair.
And there, you took a bite of your sandwich,
and it was chewed and swallowed right down into the whole of you
where all of you is.
I could watch you there until the park lights go out,
just being there all at once
and adjusting your brassiere or tapping your pen
or maybe just pulling at that smoke like you're bored.


I am writing one poem every day in 2016, and I am using the hashtag #365poems to document my progress.