Great projector

come be my screen

skin

receive images

moving moments

from my reeling mind

and

stand still

hold still

blink in my light

Hold out your arms

your fingers colored

with bits of open mouthed laughter

and hot, racing afternoons

cepia toned faces

muted with time

the wheel spins

and eventually

the light goes out

the reel ends

Flip the switch

stand still

hold still

breath in the dark

hold out your arms

your fingers reflect only pale blue

in indigo night

and the reel

the wheel

upright on end

feels immutable coil

stays

black and shiny motionless


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