Slow Motion

lost my mind
again last night
silence too loud
colors too bright

unparalleled senses
in high definition

take me back
to the black and white
living life on
borrowed time

flashbacks come so fast
hearing nothing but static
he's the contrast
I won't crash

I love it when we're
in slow motion
moving in full resolution
push rewind, replay it right
when the picture goes
out of focus

One thought on “Slow Motion

  1. Your poems have very personal senses. Some are poignant, others biting. You weave images together very well.


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