Some people.

Some people are so beautiful they look like they are constructed from foreign particles.
Some people appear in pictures like divine revelations appear to preachers.
Some people look at the camera knowing full well what they do and who they are.
Some people do not.
Some people are as pretty as grass.
Some people have wide eyes and crooked smiles, but they're still dreaming in lucidity.
Some people wave their hands, some often don't.
Some people pretend it's a surprise, they never want to spoil the fun of life.
Some people carry with them the baggage of a lifetime of loneliness.
Some people look as light as air.
Some people look even lighter still, like neutrinos from the sun.
Some people just don't appear in pictures.
Some people don't want to be seen, no matter how contradictory it might seem to be outside and not wanting to be seen.
Some people just blend into the background.
Some people stare bewildered like several thousand girls galore.
Some people pretend to make of themselves small bits and pieces of art.
Most people are incomprehensible and irascible works of art.


I have an ugly smile and I hate getting my photograph taken.