dave steger

 

 

Lessons Learned

All alone in those old relics
rusty shattered windowless cars
old driftwood in the shapes of buildings
elicited that euphoria
like freefalling
or being alone in the dead of nite
I took a photograph
a man approached puzzlingly-
asked me why…

I could not answer
I did not know
I saw some semblance of beauty
I saw beauty in disgust
I saw it because it was not my filth
I saw a homeless abode
a city of tents with flickering lights
I saw splendor in something I did not understand
I saw strange beauty-
they saw an asshole with a camera
I think they were right…