Every phone is now a camera. To what end...
Kodachrome
For millennia
we captured life
Held it in suspension
For another’s gaze
By hand over time
Rendering a perception
In charcoal ink or oil
Suddenly reduced to
The naked thoughtless
Press of a button
Forever altering
Us as social beings
Poetry by josephus
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Written on 2023-02-24 at 12:32
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