Jesters
the jester said
that the yellow suns
were better than the green
suns
and the green suns were worse than
the pink ones
all the same the jester said
volumes
happy to fail in the dressing
room
mirror
before the king
and the hangman’s noose
never
under the green suns
before eclipse
watching the pink
suns
to begin and to end
but longing for yellow
suns
and the shadows
they cast
before the king
and the hangman’s noose
never
happy to tumble
juggle
and sing
straining for yellow
suns
and the shadows they
cast
violently searching
for the minstrel to play
the songs of royal
liking
and the attitude
of dress
to acquaint the court
with the mystery of green suns
over taking the yellow
before the king
and the hangman’s noose
never
straining for yellow
suns
and the shadows they
cast
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