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TEMPS MORT


Long after, I taste myself
on your mouth, long after that.

 

After blue, after blue veil breaths
dissolve and still clinging skin cells moth.

After damp, after damp film dries

and the stuttering afterglow dims, then dies.


After you’ve gone

long, long after that


the camera’s still rolling.

 

 

 

Inspired by the film technique used by Michelangelo Antonioni

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