Your father was a camera
Your mother was a screen
& you are just the child
of all the movies in between
Cleopatra’s last reward
caught on film between the splices
where she’s trapped like a victim
of her own devices
“Hit your mark”
the director beckoned
dance the dream
at 24 frames per second

hear the wind sigh
it’s a long goodbye
whisper in the sky
it’s a long goodbye

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