Why does this photo, resting on my screen, look like a lunar wonderland
With the first bare human feet resting so precariously on its lunar surface?
Why do you, almost-stranger, inspire me more with your lunar feet
Than a million ex lovers, with a million ex kisses, on a million ex lips?
I like the way you pictures look old
Not perfect or classically focused, like life
I like the fact that your imperfect pictures
Make my imperfect pictures all the more perfect
Why is it that seeing your pictures makes me want to write?
April 2009
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