i miss those
empty days
already
sitting in a room
waiting for viewers
watching the procession
of pedestrians
slowing down
and turning their face
our way
or speeding past, uninterested
occasionally
while all alone
it felt
like forever
but now it merely feels
a lifetime ago.

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the music helps
to walk a little faster
but the feeling
inside
won’t change
not yet
uncertainty’s chained
to my arms
making my photographs
a little blurrier
than they ought
to be
by now.

“it’s time”
says the cold wind
on my neck
what has to come
is coming
but what needs doing
still needs
to be done

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