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I Saw Him Standing There
I see you there, painting a literary facade, thumbing through Cervantes as though it has usurped your very being. Your unenthused stance reveals your ruse as do your constant glances in my direction. In my quixotic state, I wonder if you fancy me your Dulcinea or if you merely question why I scribble so wildly upon the page. You, Sir, are my current inspiration and I shall not tire until our story ends. Peripherally I register how slowly you move toward the books behind my chair. I want to turn to you and recommend Solzhenitsyn, third shelf down on the right; but hesitate to be so revelatory about my interests. Now I feel your eyes discreetly moving up and down my page, ingesting my words. Realization hits. Our eyes meet. Yours ablaze with the knowledge of immortalization in my poetry, mine wickedly feigning innocence. You turn on your heels and stalk off, undoubtedly in search of a windmill to best for your lady fair.
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