Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Thomas

Surreptitious through the lens of night, focused on the illuminated distance.  A fantasy played out to one of many ends.  It is the gaze that chills, seeing privacy up close, and the thoughts that linger long after the light has faded.  In the sunrise, the spotlight washes clean and the reflections hide the harmless entry there was before.

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