Thursday, August 4, 2011

Picture Frame

I have an empty picture frame
With enough space for you
It’s just sitting here
Dusty, forgotten, still a little blue

Found it on my desk
While I cleaned it out today
Underneath the bills and take-home tests
Just there, not even in the way

I think it’s waiting for you
It just sits there
With nothing much to do
It has no image to share

It desires, more than anything
To reveal an image of you
With all the corners beautifully uncurled
Back when you were almost thirty-two

But it knows not what you look like
It doesn’t even know your name
It just sits there in the sunlight
Glistening... a lonesome picture frame

© Kathya J. Castañeda

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