An explanation of sorts
so that the audience should not mistake
the selfie, the vanity,
the Look at Me
for anything other than an attempt to save
the memory of my face,
while it still holds the shape
of my fading youth.
Indeed, once it is gone, it is gone
and I’m sure it won’t be long
until it escapes me completely.
So this is me, desperately
recording every picture
of this very moment in time
here, I wanted the world to see
that I was once pretty.