MONUMENTS OF PIXELS & LIGHT

I never thought
That someone I once saw
So vividly, before my very eyes
Would one day disappear
Into a mediocre monument
Of pixels and squares of light;
A poor representation of reality.

This blurry selfie
Is all that connects me
To these past memories;
It is the only evidence
That the light of our sun
Once fell on both
Our cloudless faces
One summer day.

The only remnants
Of our myriad conversations
Are occasional updates
Like highway markers
On the road of life;
Or videos
Shared with a laughing emoji
Like the ones
We used to laugh at
Together.

It is like seeing an apparition
In the desert;
It looks so real
But is a trick of the light,
For I am certain
That this prison of pixels and dots
Could not contain
The person I once knew
Even though for now
It appears to. 

Bending the Universe
—Justin Wetch