A Fool's Account
Fraud and deception of the affluent eyes
Toss my purpose aside and let me hemorrhage humiliation
Drops of unappreciative pain plaster and soil black
Cackles to hide my mammoth of hurt
Echo through a maze of sovereigns and numeric cipher
I’m a non-significant member of manuscript
An unknown, a recluse, a bother
Gauche trials of loss and fray
Matter to none who play the game
Yet in our tightly packed world
The Joker is always included.
Copyright © Gabrielle Wolcott | Year Posted 2011
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