Photographs

We have been eating from Instagram lately
Eating honest food from our
Forget-me-not blue dishes. The plates are white now.
I am watching
What you are watching but
I weep over what forces a
Smile to your face.
Our fingers and voices are
In sync on different surfaces
My words grate over the steel you
Cut your nails on.
Crystalline are our eyes as we
Gaze into each other without seeing
Without seeing each other
Without seeing the world.
We see backgrounds painted upon
By a false hand
Though we painted each other
You followed the recipe that
Made my heart and
Came out unique.