Comfortable in bed, I begin to close my eyes
shutterspeed set to an hour.
My aperture's way too high.
It won't turn out,
but I'm trying to catch the last light
of a summer memory:
a glint of windswept copper,
the smiles of close friends,
an East Side campus afternoon.
Now: the first red leaves have fallen
and school's begun again
as daylight fades, so does this
a moment in the camera of my mind
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I remember this one was kind of about my friend Ashley. Or at least the idea she represented to me at the time.
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