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The Mirror Man (Free verse) by Mister Cakes Is it he or I?
He's watching me....
HE'S WATHCING ME!!!!
I can't escape.
Do i want to escape???
He's watching me.
And i'm watching him
Up the ladder:
Frayed Edges
Down the ladder:
Equaled Us
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Posted: July 22, 2002 4:03 PM PDT; Last modified: July 22, 2002 4:03 PM PDTWeighted score: 4.738908 Overall Rank: 11712 Comments:
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johnnyfontaine23 @ 195.92.194.16
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22-Jul-02/4:07 PM
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My first reaction was complexity, i undersatnd the writers grief, but i feel he has created a paradox for himself in his lack of content. At present, it just looks like a simple stalker poem, a kinda art nouvea rip off of teh late 1950's stalker poems of the late Jay Durham.
Yes... you like to watch, don't you, Mister Cakes? Well perhaps you should watch out. I know all about your little 'incident' with the half-eaten shoehorn and the moist pizza.
A paradox, or utter paranoia? Stop looking there!
you are just looking in the mirror. nice way of explaining it though. watch mothman prophesies and you'll see scary shit about mirrors. :)
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