On a barstool, my uncle across
a tv to the left, Dad behind.
Watching footage, then ambient noise
at first in profile, later, somehow, I wind
myself outside to see my bare back
exposed in a V ... pause this frame.
Wait, that's not me. Is this a dream hack?
Dress impressionistic, moles not the same.
Face-to-face, head-on through the screen
surrounding awareness reliance
not everyone will glean
from what I say louder in silence
volume turned down due to my slight hesitation
the world need not know about my separation.