spinning spinning the floor is dancing
and i am standing still
freezeframe this surreal
clone of me in a picture - see!
i'm walking down the tiled steps
and i see you holding your
cammerrer, posing for me and i
pose for you, my arms go up at my
waist and i stand on the last step
-smile curling, eyes a milky pearly grey
and the hair cascading like spagetti gone wrong
but quirky and -

-clickclickclickclickclick -

-here i am immortalised, millions of moments
plastered into one, black and white grainy
rectangle on my wall and i remember
the boy with the cammerra - hey!
look here didja know that i love you?