Friday, July 3, 2015

The Last Time I Saw You

                                ... the last time I saw you

                                                                         ... I was in the elevator watching the doors close

           ... mouthing goodbye

                                            ... like we'd both lost our hearing


Photograph by Mel Lindstrom


  1. There is a general identification with this tableau. For me, it was through a rain-streaked window in Oklahoma, 1968. I was heading for Texas, then California, and never returned. The image remains.

    1. "... through a rain-streaked window in Oklahoma ..." sounds like the first line to a possible poem ... :)

  2. I remember making a comment to someone in just that manner. He never heard it of course, But I did. Perhaps that was the point.


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