Friday, April 28, 2006

Photon Ed (He's wrong in the head)

Secretly he captures you
Telescopic lens with film.
He holds the negatives
In the palm of his hand.

They have
Photons...
Photons that once touched you.

Reflected, absorbed, you.
His little ray of sunshine.
In the palm of his hand.

He has you
In his blood lit dark room mind.
In the palm of his hand.

Photon Ed, he's wrong in the head,
Photon Ed, he wants you......

Snap.

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8 Comments:

Blogger katy said...

in his blood lit dark room mind.

it is amazing to me how words--when arranged in the right order--can produce such clear, detailed and haunting imagery. this is a beautiful example of epistomology and poetry at work hand in hand.

10 pnts.

Saturday, April 29, 2006 10:51:00 AM  
Blogger Crunchy Weta said...

Hi Katy, Thanks for dropping by and for your kind and thoughtful comment.

Saturday, April 29, 2006 11:07:00 AM  
Blogger swan_pr said...

and your moments are his.

I love this one :)

Saturday, April 29, 2006 11:27:00 AM  
Blogger Crunchy Weta said...

PS Katy.. haunting was a good choice of word :-)
Hi Swan, Glad you liked it. In case you wondered Ed is pure fiction ;-)

Saturday, April 29, 2006 11:49:00 AM  
Blogger (c) sleight of mind 2006 said...

bloody fantastic :)

Saturday, April 29, 2006 4:24:00 PM  
Blogger Crunchy Weta said...

:-) so to speak, Thanks Leigh

Saturday, April 29, 2006 8:16:00 PM  
Blogger swan_pr said...

I'm glad he is... but he sounds eerily familiar.

Saturday, April 29, 2006 8:29:00 PM  
Blogger Crunchy Weta said...

I'd laugh out loud if it wasn't quite so creepy.

Saturday, April 29, 2006 11:35:00 PM  

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