Nikon Fever
Ever since it came to me
my Nikon has been doing stupid things.
It has hung from cliff edges
just to capture an image of a small lizard
I could have photographed in my backyard.
Its gazed at clouds until imagined
dragons chased swans over the heavens
knowing all the while
that its viewfinder was triggering me.
It grew heavier on my neck
demanding I follow it into spiky brush
searching for a miniscule insect
that no one cared a damn about.
Once I fell into a creek trying to snap a heron.
I swear I heard that Nikon shutter click
just behind my floundering head.
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