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Isn't it Funny? (Not Funny Ha-ha)
Isn't it funny
how poems are where we come out
in those declarations
devout to what we are "truly" about?
It's like,
"Ohhhh.. painnnn, sorrowwww...
teeearsss... I'm so deep, you seeeee...
Flowerssss, emotionsss, look at meeee!!"
Right...
It doesn't "truly" work,
because half the time,
half the lines
are little white lies
dramatized and doubled
to make you sound
like you're dancing
on something oh so profound
and entrancing.
Begging... whispering...
"Investigate me...
Investigate me...
Discover my lover's quotient.
Divide me in half
and piece together my wondrous
little tokens."
No, man.
You're not the only one
to hide behind a poetry circus.
And for the most part,
decoding the masquerade
isn't worth the effort it took
to interpret.
