The camera
has tight angles
severe
the way I see the world
in black and white
or monotone gray
all or nothing
you or me
love, hate, indifference, regret
upset
the feeling of being a non-person, non-self, non-identity
walking through my life, a stranger
emptiness incarnate
Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor 
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October 22, 2008 at 3:14 pm
poeticgrin
I like the rhythm of the last line, how it shifts in length from the previous two lines and leaves you with a thud, of sorts.