First Impressions

Smiles embossed

on glossy paper-



a reminder of who I was,

or at least what

I let others see.



A time when I wasn’t happier,

but less attentive to

what the negatives

would reveal.  



The impressions made

were imitation at best,

forgotten as soon as

the photograph faded.



That dimpled grin

staring back haunts me

as memory remembers

what was lost in

Future’s darkroom.



Youth was blurred,

while I tried to capture

Purpose.

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