[31] – Polaroids
“Does it come in
Black and white?”
“No, silly.
Not unless I change
The polaroid film.”
“Let’s take a picture.”
“That’s what I bought it for.”
“Stop being sarcastic
And smile.”
Click.
“I think I blinked.”
“We’ll see it when it
Fades in. Make a face
In this polaroid.”
Click.
“Why did you want a polaroid
Camera anyway?”
“To take polaroids.”
Click.
“Stop being sarcastic.”
“Can’t help it. It’s in my nature.”
“Just answer me.”
“Well, people change
But photos don’t.
Polaroids are also
Instant
Very much like the best moments.”
Click.
“I want to capture
Every moment with you
In a polaroid.”
Click.
YOU ARE READING
Pluviophile
PoetryIt was a rainy day, in New York no less. One held a cup of coffee, wishing for the rain to stop. One held a hand full of old books, savouring the moment. short story #98 poetry #51
