Platonic Stance - Poem by Neil Crawford
Where the dome springs and the heavens laugh
in territories claimed by doubt,
when adolescent boosts are phoney,
I shall seek sanctuary from the ignorant void.
When my earthly resistance is eclipsed
by the shadow show on the cave's far wall,
I shall be the object of the thinker's ridicule,
an unequal meeting of minds.
When my sanity is rent - for coin or in two -
I shall be there where the dome springs
with my Janus comfort
you - dunce identity.
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