Page 416

By Jack Joseph Smith

Slighted Didn't she wish, an upgrade of thought I didn't think she cared, she cared less Back and forth on the avenue, crossing we could not get a place They were looking for her,.I was just alone on the court, the wire, and I refused to look out my window I mean I saw sun light through a drop cloth She was on the balcony, wished away, falling dead as a door nail Their you have it, what color am I I paint my room whatever color I can get I don't know what to say about painting a picture

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AI Interpretation

GPT

This first 'Slighted' page turns balcony, avenue, wire, drop cloth light, falling, paint, and color into a tense scene of emotional distance and failed representation.

The page is really about the limits of both seeing and painting another person. It is about color, but also about why color fails.

Claude

''''Slighted' -- 'an upgrade of thought.' She wished away on the balcony, falling dead as a door nail. 'What color am I / I paint my room whatever color I can get.' Crossed out marginalia.'''