because of the way I hold my cigarette so that the ash falls into a pattern on my skin and leaves scars of my own design?
because I am unwelcome on this planet as my Zippo is
by the gasoline pump?
because my hair that bounces with more volume than the pack of marlboros that becomes emptier every time
a fire breathing dragon
who could smite all of the princes
and add color to the girls
with pretty blonde hair?
Am I an alien?
on that stage they sung
a great ballad
to the people
where their hearts
they poured out
with great passion
and they shouted
those great tunes
glorious color behind them
on their backs
and on their faces
sang their songs they did
as they jumped on the stage
with their persons styled in great fashion
“Being a Figure Drawing Model.”
Being drawn is freaky,
All eyes are spooky.
People are staring at me,
As if I'm totally naked.
It sent a chill down to my spine, And made my stomach ached.
These clothes are just optional, Not one of the objectives.
To capture a proper perspective, The model has to be still.
To pose for a certain period of time, And to maintain their demeanor.
This requires experience,
as much as the ardor.
3 men conversing
Three men conversing having fun
They are all dressed well
Their is also a lady in the back with her hair in a bun
I can assume that they also have a pleasant smell
Two of the men are wearing black
Two of the men are wearing white
There are a lot of people in the back
There is a man riding a bike
Two of the men are holding hands
One of the men has glasses on
There is a lady in the back with an instrument case she must be in a band They all seem to have a great bond
Three men conversing they must happy