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cartouche

misread,
wrapped in cashmir,
draped in silken stoles
pulled apart by
misinterpretations
and perceptions,
otherwise
explained away...

rights and privledges
hidden in a crush of
doctrines, lost and
found, like a camera
film, snap captures light
and lies of equality
lined up and ready.
misread.

cartouche.

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workin on the grammar, any crit is as always more than welcome.
Written January 22nd, 2005

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  • procrastinater
    January 24, 2005
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    I like this, I'm a bit confused, but I love the images the thoughts and the metaphors, I guess I just really like it, incredibly well written.

    it's a bit ironic I was on the internet to google some essays for your dads philosophy class which I'm taking and really enjoying, and I decided to check to see if you had anything new, actually no that's not ironic nevermind.
    Edited on Jan 24, 7:01 p.m. because ''.