object petit a

I draw a circle round 
your missing presence 
A singing pendulum of 
where did you go 
were you ever here 
were you ever you 
Or just a projection 
A blasted chord captured 
on film 
your negative shadow loops
endlessly on 
an undeveloped spool of 9mm
I fooled myself thinking I 
captured an idea of you 
and me, a mere amateur 
round the editing table
hesitant scissors in hand 

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