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Martyrs & Clowns


What is forgotten

if time is a bluff

 

What is forsaken

if memory can rust

 

Where is the drama

the stage ill disposed

 

Where is tomorrow

today undisclosed

 

When were you certain

that certain you’re not

 

When did the hands

stop advancing your clock

 

How many seasons

must come and then go

 

How many reasons

to plant and not sow

 

Why search for glory

in legends unfound

 

Why only answered

—by martyrs and clowns

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)

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