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We shot at a decaying motel. Inside its frozen time moment, I thought:

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Not asking where it went

Just want it back

Want it back

Not trying to resent

Just sittin’ slack

Sittin’ slack.

Feels like

Stasis.

Askin’ where it went

I’m gettiin’ mad

Gettin’ mad

Checking out behind

It’s kind of sad

Very sad.

Feels like

Stasis.

Frozen goin’ nowhere

That’s the thing as is

Frozen goin’ nowhere

Stasis; that

Is.

Can be like life is

After sex is

During war is

Greedy want is

Sayin’ stuff is

Playin’ tough is

Had enough of

Stasis.

Frozen goin’ nowhere

That’s the thing as is

Frozen goin’ nowhere

Stasis; that

Is.

 

 Photos & Poetry © Resa July 2016

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