False Reflection
Stop trying to be a poet,
and say what you feel
Kill off the dilettante,
both hands on the wheel
In front of the mirror,
we all wear a crown
Will your verses be written
—by a sage or a clown
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
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