an odd thing

an odd thing.
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Memory is an odd thing..
working for, with or against
you in varying degrees.

Sometimes the Heart
adds to it what it wishes
were true...
combating a cruel reality.

Hello my name is: Idiot.
Sitting on my Pedagogic
Stool,
wearing The Mask of
Genius..
TO convince Love I am
not a Fool.

Here
(in my mansion)
I am King..

and slave.

to paupers of Vice who
Rule

the holiest parts of me!

(forever now a grave.)

jsh