Pictures hang
tilt, slide,
Come crashing
to the surface
of my imagination
Where thoughts
of you
No longer
have meaning
Pictures
from yesterday
Daylight
Hanging backwards
Folding away
Into the muck
of all I have forgotten.

 

© Iz Mazano 2005
Poem originally published on Poetry International
Photo by Lefty Kasdaglis on Unsplash

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