Friday, June 10, 2016

The third person

It can be jeered
for its placid ill-timed moves.
It can be sneered
as it shows and itself proves.

It crumbles sometimes
by an unlikely measured shot.
It fumbles sometimes
while trying a snappy retort.

But it can be seen
from that dark and dusty dungeon.
And it can be heard
and felt and so on...

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