They; The Camera
under lights; with presence ask
The misbegotton question;
The loaded word; The unfair skew.
We; The People, have forgotton;
unsure we even knew; we see,
disguised, the adoration,
The blatent norm; The few.
Here plays the random playground ridicule;
Here drum the endless tit-less tacs;
Here, with unquestioned coolness,
They; The Camera
Act.
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I was just thinking about actors and models and such in my attempt to not feel ugly while looking at the back of a magazine. Never heard a poem about it though. Thanks.
ReplyDelete:) well if you want to look like a celeb you need to pay someone to photoshop you - airbush out all your pores on you skin etc :) - better not do it in real life though - skin needs pores to live
ReplyDeletehaha yes. i'll try to remember that.
ReplyDeletenice,nice,nice :)
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