The Man

perhaps it was his behavior
let me procure
a looking glass.
that I might peer through his farce
there’s a shade.
neither here nor where?
silent in a sea of noise,
like a broken flute,
in a symphony of smooth,
yet his melody was more
than the plastic melodies
slaughtered nature
in light of better prospects; better

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