August 31, 2014

Come, tell me how you live.

The moment in the photograph 
Was decision or serendipity? 
The photographer is being photographed 
Exposing our naked vulnerability-

Of never being authentic;never being fake
Ah! memory at the age of perfect counterfeit.
creating auto awesome stories of your taste
The closed circuit cameras that keep asking  

Come ,tell me how you live?
Where you put your dentures as you sleep?
Whom do you miss when you wake up?
Where you vanish when the light recedes?

Jigsaw falling into place
Black swans swimming ,
the dark waters of 
innocence and frailty
As the photographs 
in frozen hardwares
begin to  betray memory.

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