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A distant Memory

 

I see you in black and white,
a smear on my screen 
secretly opening up a door
to the unknown universe
that you now inhabit.

I feel astray and distant
from a future,
that never
came 
to 
be.

My remembrances of us are
so unlike the motionless
image flickering on my screen:
constantly metamorphosing,
from perfection to a man
living in the delicate body of
a woman.
 

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Brutus Paulinus

Wed 1st Feb 2012 20:37

Thanks for the post stella!

<Deleted User> (6315)

Tue 31st Jan 2012 01:56

enjoyed and I liked US too from the link

just three lines threw me, where you use motionless with flickering and constantly changing (couldnt get my tongue round metamorphosing!)

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