For Amusement’s Sake

I am

but a dirty old man

who finds himself

in possession of

a gem

– afraid to put it

on display, I

simply twirl it in

my hands –


– existing

independent of


it appears to alter

with the changing

of perspective, but

it cares not

about the many forms it takes

when in our minds

it is reflected –


– hence, I tend

to lean towards

apprehension when

it comes to the sharing of

its story,

knowing that

from another’s angle shines

a wholly different

glory –


– nevertheless –


– and though I’m blinded

by the glare, I’ll

go on adding to our


as studiously,

for amusement’s sake,

I go on painting our




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I am a King without a Kingdom, in a world with many masters, wrapped in the spoils of a jealous heart, and my people’s callous laughter.

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