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i remember the time when sometimes, i had to look the other way
just to avoid being noticed
that i've been looking your way too much, too much.
before all this, i suppose i only saw
things afloat
things adrift
and things in between,
things that were never--well, never.
i remember the time when sometimes, i caught you
maybe looking my way (maybe looking at the wall behind me)
after all this, i suppose i saw myself
being one of those things
suspended, but hanging on,
hanging on.

blackbird, fly TLR camera, solid gold asa 200 film