The Statue In The Photo, on the taps in my profile click PHOTOSA Poem by Nathan Allen Hauck SchmidtThe self in static mirrors.
The statue in the mirror of course
the play require no rehearse let it be and be it free the camera came out of nowhere on to me. Everyone sees and no one sees these things I do not know, every time the camera appears I pose the statue to paint. The statue in the mirror shows me what I wish to see I see many things from boy to adulthood both the horrific and the good. Sometimes myself beheaded with corset and fishnet cabaret whilst caressing the factory decay and taking the color gray. Or as well the offensive gasp I return to a responsible model the model at that For I can be respectful and wise and so the camera know the truth behind my dark and evil eyes. The mirror never existed neither did the camera and neither my self, store my jpeg image back upon your computer shelf, and perhaps you start to photo shoot your self too after a personal purpose has been found, what ever it is great, great be what ever you do your soul becomes clearer now I thank you for reading THE STATUE IN THE MIRROR © 2010 Nathan Allen Hauck Schmidt |
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Added on November 15, 2010 Last Updated on November 15, 2010 AuthorNathan Allen Hauck SchmidtWhite River Junction , VTAboutSTRAIGHT AS A LOCK ON THE GATE BIOTCH (the big security gates, like with the computer cut manufactured rods, like mathematically straight) Albuquerque, New Mexico September 6th 1984~26 night of Aqua.. more..Writing |