out of it. you know
you’ve been here before.
felt reality’s edges dissolve
into a capsulated time framed
as though the earth’s horizon
ends and begins at his fingertips—

down the pixels of this
photographic moment.
separate individual frames:
bedsheets strewn over
tangled limbs, skin colliding
over awkward skin. light the
shadows and shade the whites.
display the illusion in its perfect
disillusionment. an overexposed
snap of

maybe. perhaps. contour
the images to your uncertainties.
capture the moments. develop
the memories. fill in every spectrum
of the right colour
scheme. understand
the game you’re playing—

this is russian roulette:
with words as bullets;
your hearts as targets.

Jocelyn Suarez is only sometimes a poet. Actually a nurse, she gathers inspiration from her experience at work, delving into the psychosocial intricacies of human relationships and expounding on issues such as death and human suffering. She has been included in a couple of SingPoWriMo anthologies and has participated in various spoken word events. She hopes to be able to write more poetry beyond the month of April and maybe even adopt a cat.

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