A Lesson in Photography

Nov 15, 2006 18:55

I move aside your modest clothing
unfasten your eyelids
from their mechanical latches
you watch in silent obedience
squinting at your subjects
taking in their breathtaking
photogenic qualities

Eagerly you swallow the images like
a giggling child eating cotton candy
at a carnival in the summertime
you throw them up for your masters
like a teenage girl consumed with
addictive hatred for her body

But when I long to catch a glimpse
of the truth of my own nature
in the mirror of a negative
you open the shutters and shudder at me
flashing until i see spots
make me a collage to show me the truth
that you're just a camera
you're just a machine
you can only display things the way
that you view them
but is there something more
behind this cold simplicity?
are your batteries dying?
are you twisting my reality?

The black and white photo lies on the table
next to the remains of your smashed electronic guts
it's the best picture you ever took of me
and somehow i feel guilty
like i just wasted 100 bucks
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