camera eye

camera eye

saw the Doberman

pissing on the palm.

saw the lovely

and the sick.

the wad of Wrigley's

stuck on the pedestal

of the monument.

kissed silky necks

and freckled shoulders  

with phantom lips

when the shutter

softly clicked.

celebrated vows

which hoped to stick.

saw a faded sign for

ice and meat, deer storage.....

down the block

from the cactus cafe

on a frozen Texas morning.

loved the girls on a summer beach

listening to a boxy radio

and smoking Virginia Slims.

caught the hustler at Fisherman's Wharf

trade a furtive bag for folded green.

witnessed LA's men in blue

club the red flag demonstrators

marching up Wilshire Boulevard.

my camera eye

was a guardian angel

that never blinked.

til now.

my camera eye

is nearly blind

what was crisp

is just a blur.

i have to switch

and wonder how that

is going to be: 

the left replaces the right

as the good one.

how will the spare compare

to the original equipment?