We sit in our sterile boxes
Seeing images depicting
And we hunger for something
A nameless, intangible longing
For something we may never have known
Perhaps these are echoes of a long-forgotten past
Perhaps shadows from the dreamscape
The question is how to handle the feeling:
To shake it off
Or to acknowledge it,
As a nod from an oddly familiar stranger
Copyright ©2015 C. Mitchell
“Coy Flirtation”, taken circa 1910.
Photograph from Mike Fitzpatrick‘s Antique photos.
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