BLUR

SEPTEMBER 26, 2014

The violin stopped
Curtains dropped.
And she has grown into
A woman.
Maybe it was tragedy
That pulled in her
Or maybe she was more eager to
Clench her teeth into life.
She was defiled.
In a place where
Images and people
Collide and became one
Big blur.
It wasn’t necessary to be aware.
Just rip the tights, unfasten the bra
And toss the panties.
It was as simple as that.
— Cam Ie