Tuesday, August 6, 2019

Unveiled Masks


…sweet delicate material, flames but water, dipped, rinsed, while renewed: a mere lad, suffused with ether, an effusion of fire, but realism was raw, uncultured, plus, stigmatized: art meant graffiti, museums meant bones, while schooling meant babysitting: our great elders, sipping vodka, reciting tales, instructing in morals: raven complexion, mulatto troubles, quadroon miracles: such sandpapered attitudes, while remaining rough, exchanging anger for sorrow: our faith by works, our dreams scaled, our telegrams to Santa: parents at freedom, confined in dungeons, peering into America: our pre-notions, our silent worship, our inverted discontent: as inward searchers, lost at thought-particles, needing education: systematic decay, mutual infestation, our souls prone to addiction: pregnant welfare, long church lines, incredible frustration: to envision life, meant denying facts, where hope was running with rope and carrot: right so close, right too far, while existence appeared oxymoronic: such beautiful creatures, at ugly behavior, it became difficult to intuit potentiality: those stressed realities, those midnight stores, our jukebox melancholia: our poolhalls, our burger stands, our dreary railroad tracks: leaping for ventures, escaping trails, while sensing something exhilarating: our sweet delicate souls, our reversed mentalities, while pioneers challenged status quo: those Mississippi roots, traveling into cities, accustomed to separation: those dreams we sheltered, those realities we muffled, our dearest spirituality: conversing with paper, our pencils and big erasers, our rulers and peculiar insistence: alone in our crowds, such sweet, marvelous appraisal, where something blew into focus: our days abandoned, our souls rescued, our attraction to something dissimilar: this race for wordsmithing, our discovered safes, where many struggled to accept change….

…years are ghostly, our faces suffering isolation, or something by attraction: encouraged to ski, unsuppressed to fly, while something intricate streams beneath its surface: this radical resentment, this forced apology, such sweet delicate confrontation: esteemed for traits, rebuked for similarities, where most are entitled to sweetness: looking for confused, dealing in struggling atmosphere, where many are refusing their reflection: particular dynamics, while birds are chirping, we sit abandoned to office rituals: documents for souls, remembrance for hostility, rewritten paragraphs for cultural traits: by evolution, by blended genetics, by higher education: such flying fires, such filtered ingredients, while literature seeped into our segments: as similar enmity, attempting friendship with worlds, while met with steep resistance: genetic mechanisms, exposure versus isolation, or inclusivity versus miseducation: scribbling excitedly, watching intently, or mimicking while feeling alienated: ambiguous interaction, submissive explanation, as if one is sorry for inclusion: but more to office vices, looking a certain strength, protruding a powerful chi, or simply listening more than talking: our days in vacuums, our trailblazing contemporaries, or our ability to esteem human existence: this fairer chase, this cinematized eccentricity, while humans are curious to unveil the mask….     

…iced conceptions, misperceived weaknesses, such hatred becoming attraction: viewing behind appearance, listening to foibles, or restructuring based upon new evidence: this modern thing, to readjust perspectives, where valid truths are presented: to discuss diversity, to pride inclusivity, or to complement differences: from ghettos to Rodeo Drive, or Washington to Watts, as creatures studying our environment: such magnetic people, alarmed by fears, seemingly devouring an endless chase:  refocused at points, digressing at junctures, while lingering in mire: those muddy insistencies, or pluralistic values, where thought analyzes and mirrors….

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