Droll

The story of the droll
With their needs packed tight in plaster
Isn’t quite as funny
As it echoes back as laughter.
A finely tuned disaster
Hides behind tomorrow’s bend.
A jester’s not the master
Of his tragic self within.

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4 responses to “Droll

  1. Love this line “A jester’s not the master
    Of his tragic self within”

    Liked by 2 people

  2. Had a tough month but im hanging on.

    Like

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