Something that i wrote today after last night's conversation on IRC in #Clubsnap about Dreams.... It's not even poetry nor prose... *shrugs*

What of this perfect shot?
Chasing since time memorial.
A dream.
A whisper.
A perfect shot.
Or even (scoff not) that Immortal Beloved that is never attainable.
Dream no longer has power in this day & age.
Then what right do we have,
indulging in photography,
if not to chase after that elusive shot?