The stills,
of you
flicker
clicked
in a static
collection
of moments
mirrored
behind my
eye lids
Copyright ©2005
...as time wears down your memory, all your movies become slideshows. wonderfully written, Adrienne! Jake
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it's not like she's enslaved, it's more like she's enthralled.. ....sjg x