The Apartment
I thought about making black and white photos just now,
Like the beautiful girl on the internet today
In an apartment far far away
Charting her rise and most beautiful falls, so
I thought about translating some time, some time lapsed
Through this creaking old door, open as if once before
Nothing mattered, nothing mattered at all but a moment
A easy soft single moment bathed in half light, an image, a tone,
Gentle supple respite
In the sheen on the shadows, a damp scent alights
oh heat I am mute of that space, unthere.
I thought about taking black and white photos just now
To translate some meaning found only moments ago
Black and white photos, keep time, don’t you see?
Like film stars of old, an image to touch, a longing
Keeping time itself where time itself should be
By the curve of her shadow the shutter speed slows
Mine, belonging only to me.
This is some fantastic writing! Thanks for sharing with us :)
Thanks Tina, that's very kind of you.
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