The Frame is Lying

The frame is lying. It cut the room in half, kept my face, dropped the hand that shook and the joke that made me laugh. Gallery walls make accidents look planned. Put a date beneath a face and suddenly it understands. I came here just to look. Now my name is on the card. Get me out of the frame. I was moving when you caught me. One minute I'm the witness next I'm hanging on the wall. Don't straighten me. Don't title me. I don't remember posing at all. Paint dries. Everybody calls it finished. Funny. I don't remember agreeing. Get me out of the frame. I was moving when you caught me. One minute I'm the witness next I'm hanging on the wall. Don't straighten me. Don't title me. The frame is lying. The frame is lying again.