A Picture I Saw Poem by Joshua Bantum

From the lens
it drew in perfect shape,
Fractals and shades,
Depicting the eyes desire to taste,
And I,
So many states away,
Watch you develop from
A charcoal’s smudge
To a diamonds bright blue face,
Like a settled shooting star
Who’s strewn out body finally just vibrates in place.

And I miss it, the picture I saw
The drunk whose hair
Trails into drinks that are not hers,
Laughter that’s loosened to a giggle,
So childish and bare,
And tired eyes that see nothing but a voice,
Sewing her a dream, a whisper threading seams,
Resting her to sleep,
Marrying her to sheets, softly
Like light being exposed, naked,
And words indenting softly, peeling,
A flower blooming to the soil, exhausted.