Captured
run out of memory
out of AA
out of filter
out of process
and there you are
exposed to the elements
no lens to change
or pixel or point or push
and the raindrops cling to the blade
and tiptoe across the rolling river
and drip from tin tops
and slide down each strand
and dive off the board of your nose
in sync with sound
to the dark dirt below
where it disappears
forevermore
from single sight
and human form
a blur of motion
gone to drink
TL