The Fool Plays Everybody

Oh what a silly archetype I've been

The feckless jester

With restless jest sworn

to decry the tears of a clown

All for the cheers of a crown,

to always wear the mask of the comedy of tragedies past

Probably it had to be passed

In this motley fashion

with threads of magic

Needle piercing hearts withing this harlequin disguise

Garroting rotten archfiends that stalk in my present

with rotten heartstrings of lingual presence

Harp strings the essence of boy in the boy system

Joke of all trades in rectangular prism

I find release from angular momentum

The webspinner dangler victim

Don't pity the fool

The jackass kicking his hooves in his face

All for amusement

Fast lick wounds in disgrace

to humor humans.

The preparing being of hilarity

Pairing things is a rarity

for you, but the mummified ribbons,

the views of the numbest eye's vision

Oh fools, that never stomach my wisdom

is true that we're all just tools in the rain

To keep out the expected expectoration of those “above”

Adjust the fold in the hat on my brain

So the pain gets in and starts my mind to wondering how to spear hope

Adjust ears from aural to Aurum

Nose from olfactory to gold factory

Midas well tip my hat, jest to make time laugh

Unscript my lines just to make time fly with hands unattached.

Joker of hearts, harlequin cardigan

Luck of the draw, draw artistry card again

Loki mostly, laugh at this joke please

Loosely cruising new breed of bruised dreams

Bow to my majestic scepter

The feckless jester

Wise enough to play the fool

You say everybody plays the fool

I say the fool plays everybody