Tuesday, May 3, 2022
Busted
broken, shattered masqueraders,
lip service and and and parties;
Icarus slipped and fell again
masqueraders in another spasm,
silence in a golden ball rollls by
busted masqueraders don't wind up, cracked to the core, their stupor won't soon pass, don't wait for death to smile
the golden ball rolls along, roll through me, roll through me
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