Photos

a moment captured in black in white
is dyed in blue when examined up close
it feels translucent and warm
or stings your fingertips
depending on the memory
looks like a fuzzy snapshot
or a brilliant sunset
definitely something slightly blurred
but captivating and dissipating
like the scent of soap
colored pebbles of thoughts
collect like dust
in several shades of shadows and pastels
we keep the ones that make us smile
and intend to toss the others
but somehow they end up lying in a box
underneath our beds collecting dust
in several shades of disappointment
and all the ways we hurt ourselves
picking scabs like flowers
so we can stuff them into a vase
and watch them die for no good reason
except to remind ourselves of something beautiful
so that we may go on.