Untitled – A Poem


XFINITE asked a photographer to explore his creativity and write his first “poem”. 

Is it wrong to not know anything to write about her?
She is everything, yet I can’t illustrate our anything.

blank and I’m scared of what I do not really see exactly.
My heart beats too loud until my body hurts.
And when I feel the beat slowing down…

It’s like the star keeps falling and falling
and only stops when she’s home.

I am secured.
I am safe.
She always makes sure of those!

Her silence teaches me how to be her.
For all the times, she’s always here.
Inside my soul,

She is my mother.



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