It's Still Life

I.
A Gecko and a Man in a Black T-Shirt

I’m looking at a man wearing
a thin, frayed black t-shirt.
He has a whisper of white hair,
wiry sideburns that sweep
his shoulders
whenever he nods his head.
I can’t keep my eyes off his face;
I keep looking at those sideburns.
Whale baleen, strainers —  that’s
what they look like.
And on the wall beside him is
a numbered lithograph, a neon
green gecko. Its head is angled,
a star-struck stare into mid-air.
It’s all incongruous —
that gecko greening-up the wall
draining colour from the room,
including those baleen brooms.
I detest facial hair.

Day 28 prompt: Two-for-Tuesday prompt: Write a love poem. Write an anti-love poem.