Sunday, October 20, 2013

Why Do You Rob The Soul Of Your Colored Pictures They Say

to my
artistic
curiosity
driving
my pictures
black white
deathly gray
via the aviary
tool..to a viewers
dismay ..mind
over matter
word play
poetic platitude
its my vision
distorted i obey
neither full
nor halfway
i try to capture
soundless silence
million light years
away..a pause
shutter aperture
has no say
fuck f stops
a thought
to renaissance
masters their
camera club clones
a message i convey
fuck shoot what you
have to shoot but
shoot your way
your cosmic eye
the only reality
rest leave it
to Yahweh

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