Practiced Passion
I have tried taking a picture of things,
without picturing it; clicking a button,
and stopping time for a moment,
in a coiled film.
I enter a faint, red-lit room,
carefully lay down the films,
and watch the paused moments
come to reality.
Deep inside the photographs,
I see myself looking for a picture
I would want to live gazing at,
in my lifetime...
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2016
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