My eyes are honed and hungry — searching — watching
Walking with probing analysis — curious — my mind
Grumbles with desire — pangs — penetrating
My wants are insatiable — embraced — plated portraits
Waiting to be picked — plucked from a stranger’s stare
Unsuspecting faces — come into focus — foregrounded
Framing your world — my lens — gather your thoughts
Look away — draw within — witness my crime
Cast away, cast away, cast away all — memories
Forgotten — take your step — continue your turns
Into your life — a cobbled alley — swallows your shadow
Left permanent — the firmament — your portrait, my film.

∞

Submitted as part of “National/Global Poetry Writing Month” (#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo).

Today’s prompt: Day Thirteen: you’re challenged to write a non-apology for the things you’ve stolen. Maybe it’s something as small as your sister’s hairbrush (or maybe it was your sister’s boyfriend!) Regardless, I hope this sly prompt generates some provocative verse for you.