WHY does sorrow soar as love
and sadness sink like fear
and love burst like anger
when the mouth remain
as "O" and hands clasp
like death as arms flay
like clowns and tears be tears
when the world remains as is
while is is not as good as good
can be?

  Wake me up
when the curtains
have fallen

And as the lights
have dimmed.

:: 09-20-2018 ::