Spirits

When the Joker's prank

turns awry, the ends

coagulate diminishing a return.

Lest the knight use

His shield to kill his

King, on the off chance

His dream was reality.

Establishing Hamlet as a

true story, ending in

a flash of rapturous misery.

 

Then the salesman

Can justify treachery

Through using origins

Left to be discovered

By nonexistent expeditions.

 

Until that is the

Clergy informs the false

demise of preposterous apparitions.

 

Unlike the cat he can not see,

Darkness is no reason to flee.

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