About seeing yourself how you see others… (Noting the photo above)
Me through my lens for someone else:
He’s quite cute I thought,
Caress that beard,
And gaze intent at his tattoo,
And maybe steal a kiss.
Me through my lens for me:
I hate those bags, under my eyes,
I hate the skintag, no surprise,
I don’t much like all that I see,
I wish people would swoon at me.
(Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016)