the more poems. two.

more is elusive at times
impossible.

catching firsts is that more.

keen
blinding
light(e)ning strands punching through time
fighting for space

the wonder

fading faster than the mundane arrives.
(oh, but it arrives)

leaving space. a gap.

what comes after a first and before a last.
the awakening of minutiae
keep track (how to keep track)
count (count by what)
don’t lose your place (do i have a place to lose)
wait, wait, wait.

wait more.

before eyes open
before breath cleared

(what is that before)

livingĀ a moment with a camera in hand.
in anticipation.

a camera moment.
anticipation of a camera moment.

is all.

what is it if you miss a first

a last

a more.

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