#photobooth
Now bold to keep hold
of child idle wishes,
when in all a boy's life
the bliss is true with kisses.
Verbose promises mostly misses.
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What is corporeal is made real
in beloved eyes' appeal
yet just one is giving real deepnesses,
heaven half realized in their weaknesses.
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A young sunken heart congeals.
Framed in little honest pictorial pieces.
(Can you see the furrowed brow
Consternation crinkles his babyface)
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No kisses but fish lips in wallet sized b&w
No love lost boys of Indian summer nights
I see with my mind the questions wade
Discovery of Why oh why
“Kawawa mo” sadly see it on his face.
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In wallet sized black and white, kids in
Photo booth time machine, young trysts
Proof of life, fake smiles in matte finish
Click click flash, wishful first kiss missed.
May 14, 2019
May 14, 2019 at 12:00 AM UTC
at the time a polaroid was a mark of friendship
so we decided to go raid a photobooth
but the pictures never captured
they never got the time to
because across the street was a fancy new camera shop
with a fancy new cashier
who had pretty, pretty hair
and could actually fit into a polaroid with you
but i hit the wrong button
and the flash never came
but there were pictures printed
just of your hands around her waist
i took about 50 copies
and tossed the receipt into the lake,
i scattered the letters of your name into the rain.
Jul 30, 2016
Jul 30, 2016 at 3:25 AM UTC
at the time a polaroid was a mark of friendship
so we decided to go raid a photobooth
but the pictures never captured
they didn't get the time to
because across the street was a fancy new camera shop
with a fancy new cashier
who had pretty, pretty hair
and could actually fit into a polaroid with you
and i was surrounded by the walls of a madhouse
from inside the photobooth
because you entangled the curtain entrance
so i was locked in
i wanted to see nothing
so i stared directly into the camera lenses
hoping the flash would blind me
because apparently you're blinded and happy
but i hit the wrong button
and the flash never came
but there were pictures printed
just of your hands around her waist
i took about 50 copies
and taped them to the lampposts lining abandoned cemeteries
i tossed the receipt into the lake,
i scattered the letters of your name into the rain
Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 3:44 AM UTC