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Say cheese


I don’t recognize my footprints anymore,
flash bulbs and dusty breaths
distort my sight and laugh
I barely recognize my name
as if anyone might call
on the gusts of barren life that hit me full force

Lost in a silent thought  
bouncing from shutter to shutter
blistering paint and chipping sorrows
outside the windows, smeared of tears
resting on cheddar sills
reflecting unknown images, as I stare

Photographic headlines swing on wire fences
twisted around dreams and laced with unforgiving pain
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
folding another fitted sheet (I hate folding fitted sheets)
as Tripod claws at my leathered skin
trying to erase the scars, captured in the lens
which mocks me…say cheese