Monday, August 17, 2009

by Thomas








Bull - by Thomas

They're fake.

Look how green his face is.

Fake frogs.

Not even breathing.

On a real farm,

right?

they go and plant

fake frogs

by the pond.

Wait.

He blinked.

Did he?

C'mon frog,

blink again.

Blink.

Friggin' frog, blink.

He's not blinking.

He's fake.

Fake frog.

Look how green he is.

Fake.

He blinked!

He's real!

He's real!

He's--

gone.

2 comments:

  1. Photography and poetry -- a nice combo. (I hear voices too, and crafting poetry, VisPo/Treated Text sometimes lets them speak through me.) :)

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  2. Thanks Angie! I am having fun with the process. And for this particular photo I really did wonder if these frogs were fakes at first. You should have heard me shriek when one of them moved the first time! Thomas seems more pissed off than I was though. :)
    ~Thalia

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