Some days,
when I've nothing better to do,
I pull out all my cardboard-
Cut-outs of you,
Pristine portraits,
Untinged by time,
Stills, provocatively,
Scissor my mind,
Quiet ripples,
Replayed and start,
Strident feelings,
Unfounded and stark,
Scentless posed thoughts,
Bring forth a past smile,
BLINK: And you're back,
Into storage awhile.