Future's Past

Curtains
Originally uploaded by kafkas_undies.

Stop remembering,
I yelled at the car,
At the camera-flash-bulb,
The backseat faces.

I don’t photograph people,
Not then and rarely now,
Spend too much time with mirrors
Looking at what was and what is,
like sand before it falls,
before time.

Once, I traded money for photographs.
I didn’t call it pornography then
And I don’t call it that now,
Chances are, I won’t call it that
Later because
It never happened that way
Or this.
Because it never happened
Unless you count the time in the driver’s seat
And back then, I was just driving
And yelling,
Yelling at people to stop remembering.
Yelling
Because it was slowing us down.

Adventure

Happiness Beware
Originally uploaded by kafkas_undies.

Beads collect on my forehead
And it’s okay because
They only accept cash
And that’s all I’ve got, in a marginal sense.

I’m dancing,
Listening and dancing
Alone
And it’s okay because
I don't grow red.
Some people might,
I’m just not one of them.

Now spinning
in a universal sense because
Any other sense is beside the point.
So here I go,
Wearing wrinkles.