
Points of light
Join to form the image
Of dreams

Cotton candy sky
Heralding
A glorious day.

Time erases
All, even
Useful things
Asian girl
With a violin on her back,
Looking slightly lost..

The spirit
Of christmas lies dead
Time to buy a new one

Stranger's boots
Tell stories of a life
Of which I am no part.
Empty chair in the window
Behind closed doors someone
Is being broken.
Firecrackers at midnight
To signal the start
Of the new race.

Minutes away
From a random point in time
Where we start fresh

Curse of the photographer
Is to never see yourself
But in mirrors.