Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Photographs lie more in the digital age

Looking at those photographs
So perfect when displayed
Its so easy to think of you as the prettiest girl

But then i remeber the hand behind the camera
The hours you spent
Making those pictures perfect, so people call you photogenic

Your disease sickens me
Its so lovely to juxtapose
Though you infected me once, antibiotics, anticoagulants, modern medicine

I juxtapose with this girl who keeps on showing up in my dreams
Everyone tells me, shes much prettier in person
I say, yeah, she has her own style, sense of fashion, personality

She is your opposite, one i've had
Rest paranoia, you spend so much time in anger, confusion
That you missed the point again