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I need to take my camera
To a repair shop
All pictures are dark
And faded
No light gets in
As if the camera was sucked into a black hole
Where it can’t breathe
I see everything through the lens of death
I can’t see light anymore except as
The absence of darkness
The absence of you
Is what turns my eyes inward
The absence of you
Is the absence of meaning
And the absence of quiet
And the absence of rain upon my face
After a long hot summer day
Or the absence of applause
When the music ends
The lens of death is a lens that can never focus
Except on distant objects
On distant times and places
Darkness is sandpaper
It rubs off my resolve
To breathe
You were a soft cloth
That could keep my lens clear
And help me see
More than the darkness in front of me