The Presence of Mind


Captured.
A moment in time.
Touched my father's
instamatic camera
then smacked for it.
Hard.
In the background
it lies
as I lied
crying.
I remember my heart
feeling like it was bursting.

My parents were divorcing.
Mother hospitalized.
Brother left home.
Sister wafting in and out.
I am left most of the time
with stuffed animals
a black baby sitter
and a dog and cat
who were shortly
thereafter gotten rid
of.

Yes. Father was a camera
aficionado. He loved the
technology of capturing time.
And I am
still
captured.

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