The peace and quiet of the free world

The peace and quiet of the free world,
Bathed in obscurity–faces
Which pass like blank slates
For our own imagination’s sake
Imagine
Your world colored with your own pallet; a world of white noise
Interlaced with
Stark grey lines
Smudged like a  water-stain;
Disruptions in strange purity,
In strained piety,
In sustained propriety of
An upper class dowsed in
An eon’s worth of bleach–
Scrub out the stains, but
It left the soft lines more blurred,
Leaks between pictured life.

The vanity of an ideal world.

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