Oddity

I love being
In the places
I might only imagine
From a sci-fi author’s words

I love to photograph them
Then tweak the image
To enhance
Their oddity

Because life
Is never more real
Than when it is surreal
Yet still so very real

I wrap my mind around that
Until it makes sense
And then it doesn’t
But, finally, it does

And then
There is
Only
Beauty