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Character Study

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by Susan Tally 


On a landing she stands,

Her tailored suit suggests neutrality

But her full figure fills a row of buttons

like questions on a questionnaire.


Her face has the air of a five star general.

She has turned crevices of acne,

Into medals hard like the pavement.


It was just my luck to choose her up there–

A study of my own passive aggression.

to avoid getting lost in a crowd.


She catches my eye

I’ve lingered too long ,

She sees how rush hour slows me down.


Out from her cannon stare

Flies a caveat,

Which I wear like a neck scarf carefully-

Like the way one must choose one’s battles. 


published 12 March 2016