The poet and the madman
went to see their master
One laughed, one cried
a step aside
lied bruised Lady Disaster
The humming birds of consciousness
sung out a sad sad tune
But bound to fail
the winter's tale
was far away From June
Gracious good men down a line
stumbling quicker, faster
Seen bitter lack
and deeper black
to meet the Demon Master
A rider pale in forest dark
by moonstruck humble blue
Light fades to red
be decent dead
and face the morning new
May 17, 2023
May 17, 2023 at 11:26 AM UTC
The poet and the madman
went to see their master
One laughed, one cried
a step aside
lied bruised Lady Disaster
The humming birds of consciousness
sung out a sad sad tune
But bound to fail
the winter's tale
was far away From June
Gracious good men down a line
stumbling quicker, faster
Seen bitter lack
and deeper black
to meet the Demon Master
A rider pale in forest dark
by moonstruck humble blue
Light fades to red
be decent dead
and face the morning new
Wrote 2023
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