The View From The Watcher's Face Poem by RIC BASTASA
The View From The Watcher's Face
He was looking at it
with all relish and if you were looking at him
you will find yourself
the way he put his chin on his right hand
his face leaning
away from the light of the table lamp
his knee upon the arm of the black leather covered chair
he wears his glass
like a writer of a film
which hits the market
and destroys
whatever moral fabric is left
by the termites of his time.
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