16 December 2008

Final Study. Privacy Series


















They can't see me anymore.
The contours of my figure have stopped here long;
To beg into logical eyes,
Rest the grimy hands against painted brick,
And try to move the beads of an ancestral costume,
Try to demand history...

5" by 7"
Gelatin Silver Print
Privacy Series
2008


















There's a place that still penetrates my invisibility
In nightmares,
When blistered fingers run delicately along the coarse fabric.
A place where no one mocks-
The panes are bolted, and the skin is satin

5" by 7"
Gelatin Silver Print
Privacy Series
2008







Cause I have stolen before;
Into the arms of taken Kings
That long ago travelled on from followers,
Long ago caught a gypsy's glacier eyes.
When contours weren't his perfection.

5" by 7"
Gelatin Silver Print
Privacy Series
2008












But I can smudge it all each night
Dig the makeup off of boiled pores,
And feel suddenly exposed
When the door is found unlocked.
The steam evaporates with fantasies...

5" by 7"
Gelatin Silver Print
Privacy Series
2008





















Did someone see
And watch, as I once had crept?
Hop-scotching over creaking floorboards,
In unravelling burgundy socks-
Their story I stole.

5" by 7"
Gelatin Silver Print
Privacy Series
2008



















Now I decay before you too;
Grow into something of everything else.
An ephemeral toy-
Made of greasy curls and chipped porcelain.
While around the corner someone smiles;
And they go hand-in-hand into the city.

5" by 7"
Gelatin Silver Print
Privacy Series
2008