You enter the house but as an actor

A photographer in Bentleigh East

Likes technology but LOVES people

You kiss me once and try the word—love.

I lack, unlike the others, a menagerie of identities.

Photographs of air surround me.

Then the dogs cross the road, some alone, others together.

You, who call yourself savvy, defriend me.  I can’t penetrate the cats’ in-joke.

Everything vegetates.

I’m seeking resonance.