Poetry

Lost

16 May 2016

When I photograph my cat, secretly
I consider if the button-eyed, belly-up
portrait is a perfect
LOST/REWARD
poster, just thinking ahead…

Now too, each photo of a loved one poses
the question – is this a MISSING PERSON
portrait? An OBITUARY photo?
“Face more forward please,” you never know…

A selfie – this is the one,
it strikes a fine line, flattering
yet recognizable, haunting
page 17 of the newspaper
three days after I was last sighted
decomposing in a shallow grave
in a picture-perfect country paddock.


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