311 ~ She, Back Then Poem by stan pelfrey

afternoon sizzled
outside her open window,
through the pavement-
she sat
in a loose smock
staring at a blank canvas
wondering who she is,
was

she, back then
a young girl in overalls-
that’s all

afternoon sizzled
refracting the pavement
up to her open eyes-
she stood
in a frilly dress
staring down, wondering
where she is, has
been

she, back then
barely covered herself in overalls-
that’s all

afternoon sizzled
outside her apartment door
through the pavement-
she sat
staring at blank canvas
rubbing her fingers
through the oils in
a loose smock
revealing her limbs-
open pleasure

she, back then
finger-painting
herself in overalls-
that’s all

she putting
her oil-soaked index finger
up to the blank canvas-
smeared finger-prints,
abandoned brush