Poem -
Noone hired a caretaker
Long live the king
Of patronizing
Pat my head
And feed me bread
Shove me fat full of hope
That has no comfy bed
Walk away instead
Courage is not bred
It's the deepest journey to a quiet audition
Where only fools choose to be led
T. Bruno
8/28/21
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