Another Picture



I am a camera,

You are the screen.

I project and

reflect upon you.



Imagine 2 pictures,

propped against some attic wall,

our images changing

in this hidden room.



I want to take 2 canvases,

and each with one brush,

take turns to paint our images;

respond to each other's strokes.


Show me what you see.

Reflect upon me.

We can share each others' vision,

Become each others' screen.


Imagine the hidden pictures

transforming as we work.

An evolving parallel,

only accessed in our minds.

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