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but you've already lost my photograph. . .

by Stephanie Kent

You have this stylish way of forgetting
things from five minutes ago.
(How I wish I could forget you.)

I guess brown eyes are not in vogue.

I still remember your eyes;
Oh, how icy they could be. . .

But insincerity's all the rage
somewhere out there. . .

And,

It always did look flattering on you.

03/24/2004

Posted on 03/29/2004
Copyright © 2022 Stephanie Kent

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Richard Trotter on 03/29/04 at 10:57 PM

such a sad poem, it breaks my heart. an effective read.

Posted by Rula Shin on 03/31/04 at 03:01 PM

Oooh ouch...great title! Great read!

Posted by Vimal Rony on 04/25/04 at 06:56 AM

"But insincerity's all the rage somewhere out there. . . And, It always did look flattering on you." <---- too many things said unsaid in too few lines and that is cool.

Posted by Beth K Hannah on 05/09/04 at 11:00 PM

i like this...every line is used really well.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/12/04 at 06:09 PM

Cool (in more ways than one) poem; well reflective of its title.

Posted by Allison Smith on 07/16/09 at 08:29 AM

Nice :)

Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 07/06/10 at 03:13 PM

awesome! from start to finish, hard hitting piece.

Posted by Rob Littler on 05/09/13 at 11:54 AM

Sweet smile cracking the lips as its uttered...I am right there with the speaker, reserved, yet on fire.

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