The Joker

I can’t fake it;

You can trace it to memories

I chose to forget.

Will never leave me

The begotten one.

I don’t live

In regret.

You bring purpose

In the shine

Of the smile,

And gentle laughter

That touches so deeply.

But the joker,

The card you don’t want to select

For a father.

A derelict in head.

Once he loved,

Then became creepy.

But still you need me.

Calm yourselves down.


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