Jester In Transit
Bending a breaking point
rupturing time
Eons of history
skirting the line
Paradox native
our true D.N.A.
Truth as a concept
forever in play
Yessing and noing
transfixed in between
The jester in transit
all canons demeaned
Freeing the moment
the first wedded last
a twist to the turning
—where memory contrasts
(Septa R5 To 30th Street: August, 2023)
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