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my latest song/poem:

 

Three Words for the Hurt Parade (J.Kasper 2012)

This is the saddest day
In comes the hollow sun
And some kind of hurt parade
Comes to my door, one by one
To deliver me the news
That you couldn’t tell me

First there’s this messed-up mime
Tells me the day’s lament
His first word is good –
The other two are worse
He tells me in three words

Then there’s this crazy clown
He tries to make me laugh
He shakes his rattle around
He tells me that you’re serious
And he says it in three words

Then there’s this marching band
With a big ol’ tympani
They try to cheer me up
With a snare and sympathy
They tell me we’re just not in tune
And they say it in three words

When the parade has passed
I tell you to your face
And I say it in three words

Stay with me

parade

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