2015, Stormtrooper Busking

400 broad st, Seattle WA

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To the Stormtrooper at the Space Needle: Your mute friend, The Darth Vader beside you as your wingman, made you larger than your bellowing voice as you called every girl "princess" but me. Like William Carlos Williams falling in love with his beautiful sleeping companion on the flight he wrote about, I, too, fell briefly in love. Art kit as my purse, I had my eyes on you, undressing your armor with my vision. I idly wonder now what you thought of the Jabba-esque female who drew you with her knives. I know you were aware of me, tilting ever so slightly, pausing between busking calls, posing for me as I cut the paper into your shape. Even as I approached you, I offered the art or a ten... or twenty? (The years have dulled my memory.) You accepted the art, but I dropped the bill in your busking jar, all the same. I idly wonder if you still have the art, and think, perhaps, of me.