"Fleeting photo" [sonnet]

Gone again is someone's fleeting photo?
perhaps it shall return in red or blue
the voce of this poem could be sotto
it turns its modest stage-whisper to you
& has   in truth   so little to declare
it ought to slip thru customs with no check
perhaps it is a there with nothing there
an envelope of emptiness!     one sec
the poem mentions (almost parenthetically)
it wonders what's become of she who fleets?
I hope she hasn't vanished dietetically
it's true I'm not aware of what she eats
    the poem pauses   pondering its end--
    it says   You know...   (too late! he's hitting send)



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