2.10.2012

a poem about love and photography

i don't have a picture
i have a picture of clouds
i rely on my watch
i have a schedule
i have dark movies in my head
that also feature absence
and anticipation.

i possess pictures,
like most people.
i like to look,
like most people.
your ghost face,
my fluorescence.

i prefer dreams
they come and go but
are more precious and discernable
as handwriting, a way of walking.
i love when someone says,
(of my obvious overtures)
"i can tell, i can tell"

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