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Unknown II

He held his cigarette between his middle and index finger. Puckering his puffy lips, his close-together eyes squinted at the canvas. Smoke wafted to mix with his blonder Mohawk that dangled over his high forehead. He held the smoke in his lungs for as long as he could be exhaling a slow-rising pillar.

He picked at his lip. His leg wiggled the wooden stool bearing up his enormous weight. The tape clicked over to side b in the player and his nervous tick moved in time to the music. After another drag, he picked up his paint brush and leaned closer to his art.

He had never met her. He never dreamed about her or saw her in a magazine or movie. She looked like no one he knew. Naked, she held a clear shower curtain over her personal bits. Chewed and frayed fingernails touched her blue, circular lips. Thick, black mascara outlined her brilliant blue eyes. In rolling curls, her multi-colored hair fell over her slender shoulders.

His brush licked along the pearl-gray carpet, giving it texture as it supported her perfectly pale and vein-lined legs. He stopped for another drag on his cigarette, along grinning. Maybe he would never find or meet her, but he would always have her.

(c) Mary Lewys, 2007

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misscoollinda
May. 10th, 2007 11:49 am (UTC)
Tease!
mlewys
May. 10th, 2007 02:58 pm (UTC)
What?
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