Jacob Lawrence, Street Scene (1961)
February 28, 2014:
Rail thin blonde with shaking hands,
head tilted,
cigarette ashes falling,
leashed to a gray mastiff puppy asleep on its side in the sidewalk shade.
"He's a bad, bad, bad boy," she says,
to me or to no-one,
about me or her dog or her imaginary friend.
"He don't think about me when he should."