
The blind embossed words are all but hidden unless the light is just right Squinting in candlelight I angle the board edgewise to the flame and see it Worded like the stark declaration of a law suit The Hopelessness of Things Ending As Rooted in The Heartlessness of Things Beginning VS. The Suchness of Things et al It is case law and the basis of endless appeals to the adjudication of this issue, or that ladled out of the cauldron of a steaming signal soup The volume itself is filled with children's crayon scribbles illustrating what no lawyer could ever decipher and is always left open to biased interpretation Addendum: At some point, humans learned to make shoes. Now we marvel at the pleasure of going barefoot.
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