The Stranger

Because I'm feeling poetic... Do you ever get back those photos of yourself that are just all wrong? Cameras hunt out the strangest people inside of us. Anyways, here's my attempt at poetry:

The camera surprised me
at that awkward moment
when I wasn't there.

The 4x6 framed
a gruesome pile
of flesh
With my hair

My hair
atop of it -
The impostor
with my hair

I bitterly rip the photo
and the fleshy alien
into a million pieces
of nobody.