A Web of Deception
This poetry is based on an experience that once gave me the feeling of being deceived
“O, what a terrible web we weave when we first practice to deceive.” — William Shakespeare.
W A and Xochitl Dixon embellished misleading appearances and ended up in a local city jail. Their facade of deception created massive chaos in Atlanta.
After their release from jail, they both absconded away from the city with identities they had taken.
Their attitude toward their crime made their brief time in jail seem inconsequential: They had nothing to hide, for their participation in an act of malefaction was modest, indeed, compared to the ringleader.
Upon settling into Xochitl’s native Texas, W A Dixon enrolled in a graduate program where he completed his master’s degree in finance. Xochitl enrolled in an online program through this website: www.ourdailybreaduniversity.org in which she completed a series of biblical courses for college credit. She proved herself capable of handling such a curriculum, for she was giving a byline by the editorial team of “Our Daily Bread.”
By the time her byline started appearing in the publication, W A Dixon had been accepted into a PhD program at the University of Phoenix in Arizona where he graduated and the couple moved to northern California where W A became a tenured professor and chaired the finance department at a liberal arts, Catholic college.
Their occupations are legitimate yet they have forged an unholy alliance about the paths they have chosen. This college professor and children book author are not who they professed to be. They came together by forming an alliance of partnership that has helped create this web of deception: A chaotic situation where people wander around not knowing who they are.
They are imposters in the truest sense, for they helped to concoct a web of deception while incarcerated at Pre-trial Detention Center, once upon a time, now called the Atlanta City Jail.
Their lives have been mutated by a seamy desire: Their alliance of partnership have kept their real identities hidden, causing them to masquerade or don feigned identities. Who are they? Being imposters, their forged of another’s identity have giving them pseudonyms or false names. We don’t know who they once were; we only know them by their given names — W A & Xochitl Dixon, imposters on the run from the law.
These fugitives from justice were once as slothful as two doleful spendthrifts who didn’t possess any plans for the future. They were living in their respective communities of Florida and Texas until they met up in Atlanta, Georgia: This was one sultry night when two hearts began beating like lovers, synchronizing the pulse of the city.
They were brought together by fate; and so, they formed their alliance of partnership when they were incarcerated at the Atlanta City Jail.
They met in anonymity: There was an aloned bystander standing on a certain street corner, in an area of Atlanta when he was picked up by his John. The two made off for a tryst where they performed certain conjugal pleasures. Then they avail themselves several more times at this conjugal tryst before their arrest and detainment at the Atlanta City Jail.
This would be the end of their sordid act of immodesty, but what began as a simplistic act of performing certain conjugal pleasures, has expanded into international borders.
This web of deception has become a facade of incognitos— there are people walking around in Atlanta misleading others who can be dupe, and who don’t know who they are.