GLOSSY
The
surface
of a photograph is like
a skin
without the
sweat
. Because
it can't perspire
, your
fingerprints
linger on it, dulling the
meniscus
with the marks of
your
identity
. Only the digital image, locked away in its
paradise of numbers
, has learnt to escape both
the life
and the death of images by remaining
untouchable
. Without life or death, it achieves the
nothingness
of godhead.