Sharing crumbs,

He looked the part.


Weathered watch cap

Sat like a crown…

Inside out.


Battered T-shirt

Sought a chest…

Found a back.


Unshackled laughter

For a funny story…

No one told.


“Are you crazy?”

Screamed at aggressors…

Who did not exist.


Sharing his weakness,

And loneliness…

With cooing gray birds.


A role played

To perfection…

On the grounds of the cuckoo’s nest.

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