The
lessening light
struggles
to filter through
a
lens of grief,
and
days are measured
in
time lapsed frames
of
solitude and shadows.
Somewhere
in between one hour
and
the next,
lost
in the depth of field,
I
wait...
as
the grainy black and white
slideshow
flickers around me
and
plays and plays...
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