Look At Me

Look-at-me clothes
and look-at-me hair
artsy tattoos
and body piercings
I am here
I am real
look at me
look at me
look at me

I mutter my judgements
on decency
and sensible shoes
the wastefulness of
youthful exuberance
forgetting for the moment
the fading memories of
and bell bottoms
of blue suede shoes
and duck tail hair
look at me

But I remember
those ancient
ancestral hands
outlined on cave walls
that joyous, giggling, graffiti
singing out from shadowed ages
I was here
I was real
look at me

And I
in subdued acknowledgement
having recently flung my
poems, my writings
into the ether
in hopes that others will see
like that ancient artist
that young rebel
I too cry out
I am here
I am real
look at me

Marv Himmel                                                                                                June 12, 2014 ©

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