Darkroom

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Holding the metaphor up
to the infra-red light,
I feel it slip between
my thumb and forefinger.

It doesn't want to develop,
preferring to sleep in its bath,
where I can watch its images
form into the unanticipated,

releasing a swarm of moths
to circle the light generated
as it burns in my fingers.


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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 18 years ago
quirky

This is a fun but quirky piece. I liked the ending a lot.

Mentioned in today's new poem reviews.

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