A camera has three eyes.
One gazes at the object.
One, burrows into the object.
One, inside itself.
The first eye makes eye contact with
The eye of the object.
The second eye touches the eye inside the object
And they hesitate like two lovers about to mate.
The third eye is the witness.
It reaches inside the camera and drags out that image
That is the truest representation.
Poetry happens when
All six eyes write each other.
Poetry is the camera, the object and the image,
All rolled into One.