And having from one's strangeness
Of warpings, unsightly
Sounds of laughter, most tipsy
Squeezed, unembarrassed out
To the mirror of souls, came.
Shock horror! Lunatic's!
Til nudged Of God: what depicts
Each horn as false does sprout!
Friday, March 26, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: world,gossip,mirror,soul