Depth of Field
I shall take a vow of silence
so as not to disturb the peace that settles here,
between frosted bark and rusty seat.
I'm frozen to this park bench
and wondering what would happen,
were I ever to stick out my tongue
to object.
My eyelashes fight for separation.
Each blink a challenge,
it happens to the best of us.
That struggle against rain, so to speak.
I'm capturing the moment,
with lens in hand
and rapid shutter speed
because nothing ever seems to slow down.
But the focus is off,
lost perhaps.
I've been too busy worrying about negative space
to really see the whole picture
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