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The Gracious Jester
I've stared into this mirror so long,
my face fails to exist.
Picasso pales next to this abstract design.
I'm sure whatever deity created me
intended the form the comic relief for all occasions.
But it didn't expect said comedienne
to refuse the punchline as often as she did.
Perhaps now I can remember how to fly,
and forget how to fall.
You have a beautiful way with words. I've enjoyed many of your poems but I can relate to this one. keep on writing because you have a wonderful voice that needs to be heard