In a moment

The world rushes by-
in a whirl of colour
flashes
snippets
of a conversation
of a movement
gesture—
sometimes
in a haze
of black and white
grey a shade in between
highlight points that are—were
of interest to someone,
anyone,
or no one—
take a moment,
a snap shot
what is there left,
an old exposed film of my life
obsolete
irrelevant
uninteresting