3WW, Poetry, short story

trespass

three word wednesday: modify, obedient, veil
photo: Bridal Veil Falls, skycaptaintwo, flickr

there wasn’t much of an exchange. if anyone listened they would only hear the rushing sound of constant continuous clicking. a symphony of snapping photos as her fickle fingers flashed and fluttered in persistent pantomime. and the person being photographed was obedient to everything the photographer requested. sitting high back straight, relax lean to the left, look at her, no, straight into the camera. in an effort to modify what was already there in front of her. the refuge of the veil is hard to pierce. reading every sign from a sigh to a blink was beyond the camera’s ability. having decisions made for one was unbearable.

the refuge of the veil
no longer exposed
one must be obedient
efforts to modify
are endangered
everyone take notice.

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