camera
Cicero Pink light and blue sky
Flows into the dark box
Of the camera obscura.
Simple principles of light
Bending strangely bend
Me to your light. One
Small hole inverts the rainy
Town on onto our necks
And cheeks, casting dark
Shadows about my eyes
And your throat; like
Brush strokes painting
Something beautiful
In my mind.
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SuicidalAngel "These pictures that I hold so dear, when I die, will mean nothing to others. They'll just get thrown away."

-my gramma

...I thought this was so sad, and so I was inspired.

these memories on paper
just shades light and such
mean so much to me
but to you they don't mean much

they spark my memories
of the times of yesterday
makes my heart so happy
but I know they'll be thrown away

They mean nothing to you
as yours mean nothing to me
these glossy little photes
are just printed memories
021219
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Sonya That which holds the greatest treasures.

Figurative gemstones encased within this manmade miracle live on for decades...to be found by the great great grandchild of you or me in a dusty attic.

It belongs everywhere and anywhere.
021220
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raze this morning i told it to stay. as it was a living thing. and given all it's seen and heard me say, it just might be. 230922
what's it to you?
who go
blather
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