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And in Photographs

I
Time erases pictures
snapshots in my head
snippets of how we used to be
all only vague reminders
of faded faded color
grasping memories frayed on the ends
time spent together
saddened by distance
hardened by definitions
forced but frail
I broke us in pieces
me in pieces, you apart

And all the kings men
and all the kings men
could not find me
ever again.

II
And have you ever stared at yourself in the mirror
Stared so hard your face became something else
Distorted shapes, unrecognizable, a question?
Where do your pieces fit together, my dear? And how?

Hello and have we met before, you look so familiar;
I should think we've been introduced
At least once upon a time ago
Back when you knew yourself, my dear? And where?

Two rooms, two views, she says back to me
Your life in transparency; invisible presence
Can you see that now?
Can you see that now, my dear? And when?

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