The Photograph Poem by PRIYANKA BHANDARKAR

Choice.You.
and fails the eye.
like against an ocean.
but drops of water.
check in.change.
the 27 cm.whiteness.
enough to your face.
blur and headless.
on the king cobra
as fusion smokes.
and death.the shoot.
Memories.folding away.
just work.to delete
like a scattered mouse
you as the snake God.
continue the disclosure
and light falls.dropped.
the bursting dullness
forgotten.then it changes
as I remain still.
Behind in folding them away.