Destiny's Mime

He wanted to be

around clowns

but never wanted

to be happy

He wanted to write

 great melodies

never wanting

to sing

He wanted to stand

on the mountaintop

but never wanted

to fly

He wanted to read

every book

never wanting 

to speak

 

He walked in

the twilight 

of tragedy’s 

sunset

He loved several

women

only after

they were gone

He called to

his dog

who was stuffed

in the parlor

He answered

every question

that couldn’t

— be asked

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)

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