i took a picture of you
you took that picture with you
i took a picture of you
but what do i know about optics?
behind a full-blown image a ghost
in my favorite color blue
was playing a painful peekaboo
you took that picture of you
what do i know about life?
for whom do i long?
for whom?
Wlodzimierz Holsztynski ©
1994-06-30
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