Absurdity’s call on a soul is
best done with acceptance –
Camus encouraged it so – &
less meaning is an easy-ish
freedom – if it can be found –
I crept across dim film sets
as a teen – via lens-trickery
of rough timber [flattage &
brush-conjured surfaces in
shot] – my reverse views of
adolescence were cut with
cheated perspectives – All
I saw were implausibilities
& well-lit egos – too absurd
for a kid to work out – I am
designing sets as an adult
& crawl between my props
of bizarre drawn concepts