Lawrence S. Pertillar
The Obviousness Of It - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
So busy they have been,
With the exchanging of masks.
And the playing of tricks.
They have forgotten...
Innovations come to undo things done.
And the only ones doing,
What they love doing with a doing of it done...
Are the few still left,
Bored to tears with the obviousness of it.
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