A masque hidden in plain sight

 
 
 
 
songs of the dead,
sour and
unrepentant  
 
chase rainbows
fom the harbour  
of the sky
 
clouds trembling  
 
Adonis grows  
weak and
frail
 
Venus raped  
by apes
 
we think, therefore  
we are, but we are
not what we think
 
and the comedy  
of man reeks
with ridicule








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