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Created on: November 09, 2008
CYMK
Photo paper, glossy, 4 by 6
Her young smile gleams
Transcending the color soaked
Picture prints.
She's only the girl in the photo now.
Immortalized in
Yellow
Magenta
Cyan
The colors are her only voice now.
And they sound like...
Waiting tables at the restaurant
And her love of breakfast with hazelnut coffee
And a toasted croissant.
And she often told me,
"My Ex is so lame."
So lame.
Her life is now confined to a plastic frame.
That day reflects from the flat copy of her eyes.
Brown and dark
Like hills under waterclogged skies.
So many pictures
10 by 12
Will I one day be lost
In the albums on the shelves?
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