foreplay

feb of this years' resolution: to be or not to be on time for march



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**my new digital camera**

I yearn
for a fine
quality photo
superior
to the shitpuss
I take
with my old camera

and
so
before
I made the purchase
I
researched
hours days
talked
with qualified
representatives
about
digital cameras and
equipment

I have
plenty
of
$$$
to pay for
a good
one

now since
this one
particular company I
investigated
manufactures lenses and
the sort
for hospital
machinery etc I
couldn’t go
wrong

and so

I blew
a grand and
½ -
almost - at the camera store
in the mall
for accessories and
the camera the camera:
the Olympus
Camedia Digital Camera C-2500 L
with
2.5 MEGApixel
Progressive CCD 3x
zoooooooooooom and
by
the looks
of the sample photos it
seems to be
a cut
above
the rest

I am home
now with
my new
digital camera and
I have loaded
the software
into the computer
I attached
the strap
charged loaded
the batteries and
I have
read the simple
directions
to manipulate
this beauty: if
I use the
SmartMedia card I
have to slip it in the slot
                                        furthest from the lens
or
if
I use the
CompactFlash memory card I
must be certain it’s in the slot
closest to the lens and
then there’s the
m mode a mode p mode flash shooting modes, synchronization effects curtain effects zzzoom this FLASH that my
head
is spinnin
faster
than a pinwheel in a hurricane…

- !SHUDDER! -

...slide shows stick yer photo’s on tv and
it has a remote control
and on and on and …
and so
it’s
midnight now and
earlier I
planned to
jettt
to the casino and
snap a shot
of a visiting
famous celebrity if
I
got lucky or
at least
a white
limozine loaded
with
Atlantic City
phat
pimpboys
pimpin'
hoes along
the main
boulevard but
for now I
better make
sure I
have this
stuff in the right place

and so
on.



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     BiYO! this is my nude shot - underneath the clothes - first hand, I'm anywhere near Philadelphia or sometimes lurkin around L.A., in the valley, or in Florida, in the boondocks... or,or,or or with people or without people. there's people - everywhere or somewhere - and sometimes anywhere and then sometimes not nowhere but I carry a cell phone, just in case, with an unlisted # and a list of #'s that aren't listed - in my backpack along with stuffed socks, candles stuffed with the same things the socks are stuffed with and I have smoldering incense sticks and a spray can of neon green instant grafitti but besides that, I can call myself stuff like editor/publisher/columnist/webmistress of the this hold e-zine, or maybe a webDziner or I can act like a poet or I can call myself, as long as mute is disabled.
     some say my poetry and other stuff I write is unlike others. I say rumors rumors rumors and rumor has it, many are grateful for allthat but someday somewhere somehow when someone is least expecting, somethings might be understood...my stuff has appeared here (doh) in  the HOLD, Thunder Sandwich,  PoetikLicense and Poetry Central and under insulated foam rocks. for some odd reason, it all fits in.
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