.
I don’t recognize my footprints anymore,
flashcubes and Kodak moments
distort my sight, blinding so
I barely recognize my name,
as if anyone might call
on the gusts of barren life which hit me full force
Lost in a silent thought
bouncing from shutter to shutter
blistering paint and chipping sorrows
outside the windows, smeared in tears
now resting on dampened sills
reflecting negative images, as I stare
Photographic headlines swing on wire fences
twisted around overexposed dreams,
rusting in the rain, falling piece by tiny piece
until words read like fragmented sentences
in amber speckles on the walk,
asking me to believe
A three legged cat begs for a mouse,
yet the only thing held in this trap is me,
a rat in poetic clothing
as Tripod claws at my leathered skin
trying to erase the scars, captured in the lens
which mocks me – say cheese
A flashcube was an attachment used on a Kodak instamatic camera to create four consectutive flashes for photography. I'll tell you what an instamatic is next time. : )
And, the cat's name is Tripod because he only has three legs, duh. :)