The Takedown

I look back and remember 
how carefully I placed 
all these photographs in 
these cheap Tjmaxx frames... 

Three pristine prints 
in complete symmetry. 

The glass left 
free of hairs...
stubborn dust... 
and fingerprint smears...  

Hanging in perfect unison.  


But now... 

Now I can't even look at them 
long enough to take them down.
by Categories: My PoetryTags: , , , , , 5 Comments

5 thoughts on “The Takedown”

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

Gravatar
WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Cancel

Connecting to %s