premonitions or visions (as photographs)
have held a beam of light on my arm
bet you’re gonna tuck your hair behind your ear soon
leaned across me to reach for her keys and said 'don't get fooled'
cheek to cheek with the mountain
in a rush, before you said ‘can we keep going now’
sometimes I will do this thing where I imagine my life as a series of photographs that don’t exisit yet and I do my best to describe them in great detail, pure detail, too close to colours etc.