camo gear

in the morning

I put on my unwashed hair

an ugly sweater

and run-down shoes


neither finger nails

nor war paint

but a neutered parfume


a conscious choice

selected in a brochure

from central casting


undetected in the urban jungle

and the office savanna



the whole point

when watching wildlife




Poetry by Katarina Wikholm
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Written on 2012-03-29 at 02:51

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Someone has to keep an eye on 'em and report back. Or, is it voyeurism, plain and simple?

Once again, you've used your spare style to great effect. I wonder if in your cooking you avoid French sauces and decorative garnishes.