WATCHING YOCHANA 1962.

Miss G puts on Chopin

the old record player's

seen better days

one can tell

by the stylus

and the way

Miss G's finger

lifts its down

on the record

I sit at the back

of the class

with a kid named Rennie

Yochana 's at the front

with the blonde girl

-Yochana's dark hair

at shoulder length-

her fingers

pretend playing

on the desktop

her slim body

moving side to side

in the open backed chair

old tit-less thinks

she the pianist

Rennie darkly says

I'm already watching

her hands going cross

in front of her

side to side

and her slim body

captured in my inner

eye and out

and secretly

I blow kisses

at her

when no one's about.

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