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She left the mosque, glancing back to admire Its conforming embroidered established beauty, its Minaret rising skywards in ******* glory, her prayers done In unprotested segregation. In public Only her embellished eyes were seen staring outwards In religious line-toeing from her crow-black shroud Her breath caught up in its funeral mummery. All individuality shorn away by garb caught mid-way between Oppression and conviction. Rejecting sexuality, the flirtatious Gaze of strangers, but by doing so obsessed by that which she feared- A world filled only with lust where displayed flesh Is a siren’s song in a corrupt world and living a gasping lurch Towards death.
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Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 2:08 PM UTC
stanley-wilkin
MOSQUE AND MUMMERY
She left the mosque, glancing back to admire Its conforming embroidered established beauty, its Minaret rising skywards in ******* glory, her prayers done In unprotested segregation. In public Only her embellished eyes were seen staring outwards In religious line-toeing from her crow-black shroud Her breath caught up in its funeral mummery. All individuality shorn away by garb caught mid-way between Oppression and conviction. Rejecting sexuality, the flirtatious Gaze of strangers, but by doing so obsessed by that which she feared- A world filled only with lust where displayed flesh Is a siren’s song in a corrupt world and living a gasping lurch Towards death.
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