"Desultory" by Max PhineasI think from moments of utmost hilarity
Come words of deepest sincerity
Seriousness masked in comedy
A common remedy for those still trapped in shells.
The wisest words are spoken
When hearts are shattered.
Lives intact will never remain so
If living is a lie
That will not have mattered.
And so we walk the streets, broken
In hopes of finding our best selves.
We are a hypnotist's dream;
Bound and confined by our own wicked spells.
04/05/2006 Author's Note: And I repeat, desultory.
Posted on 04/06/2006 Copyright © 2024 Max Phineas
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