Ass Color, Ass Cam $10 by Stefanos Apostle (a poem)
Typical Sunday used gear peruse. Filing through overpriced ultralights. Old green rock empire robot. Outdated, unwanted, undervalued… “Perfect.” This cam had chemistry, To be there for someone in the thinnest of situations, In the wildest of areas, Attached at the hip. Now devoid of adventure, Grown apart, Told that it’s not the…