I AM NOT A CAMERA
I AM NOT A CAMERA
08/05
To reveal myself
In layers of
Shutter stutter
To the sea
The sun of
This morning
Performing for it
Them
Traveling
Visual
Scene screen stealer
Slowly upward
Carrying me
Through striated
Protected
Scrim-sky
Allowing
To look
Within
Burning
My retina
Stutter flutters
Securely
Surely screams
I am not a camera
Carrying
Fleeting
Recorded images
Dependent upon
Flawed memories
Pencil to paper
Color to canvas
Fingers to keys
I am a real live
Bumble multiple
Anti-shutter
Clutterer
One thousand screens
One thousand dreams
