I look at this old photo and I wonder
What did the camera capture
A clear shot of a hazy memory?
A distorted image of a clear recollection?
Does my smile reach my eyes?
Does it tell the truth,
Or does it tell a lie?
And what of the people at my side?
Is our closeness real or a delusion?
Is our wholeness true or an illusion?
And whatever they were, are they still?