Projection

You can see it in their eyes,

the want, the desire, the need,

the hope, the despair, the love,

the hate for something lost…

Or they’re all my projections

projected, black and white film

transposed onto the racks of

people’s brains – dolls, puppets,

marionettes I’ve all twisted up

in my attempt to breath life

into my ideas, see them dance.

A perspective lacking nuance,

lenses fogged up, missing focus.