Sunday, January 7, 2018

Roleplay

I am an old man a master of my craft
I have learned so much and how it pains me
lo these many years and for what, I am
heavy with tragedy all around me by virtue of
being observant "life is hell" I say to see a person
sleeping on the street, which I so often do, I mean see
not sleep. But what could be more tragic than me, my 
mere appearance, an old man, my wisdom dulled by
all I do not understand my doubts that life has been well
spent. An old woman would not be so tragic, I am sure,
having been old for almost always, and so good at it
at that.

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