Eyes Zooming in, Zooming out; Rolling liveliness in high definition, Taping and preserving moments in my mind, Until I run out of memory, The tape will roll as long as I breathe, As I blink the snapshots fill by veins, With pleasing sensation I rebound, As I speak I playback what I hear, although I enjoy translating it into my own words at times, So until I stop breathing, and the film blacks out, I’ll live this movie of a life, and play it back to myself…