photographs

by Arran James

framed by industrial barriers
shirt revealing the top of chest
and tight midriff
angled with daring in a pink dress
turned side-on to face the anonymous gaze
autumnal hair telling breeze
against the cloud-worn sky
looking up at you from the foot
of granite steps
digital preservation of that scene
and i look upon it
and the other with the bandstand
slightly out of the frame
with locks flowing in undulations
your arms stretched above your head
a face full of vague indifference
a challenge and a provocation;
i’m at peace looking at you like this,
the best i have in your busy absence,

and forget the horror and the darkness
the continual brutality of this world
seeing only an infinity of beauty
that for some reason i’ll never understand
gives itself in the day and night
to me.

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