(I weep silently because the last time I wept freely I made a fool of myself.
Not a jester or a clown, but a human fool who got knocked down
to the ground and just couldn’t get back up again.
The last time I wept freely I let too many see me.
I pretend to be this mother goose, offering
advice, offering the truth in all the dark
and yet for all my agony aunt guidance
I, myself, am lost)
if you find my marbles could you smash them because sanity is a myth.