My love knows no reservations
Recognizes no boundary or border
Wavers not under strain
Refuses to dilute trough neglect.
It began in solitude
Grew unattended in isolation
Expressed itself through silence
Survives a decade of desolation.
I do not feel
Feelings have departed me
I do not react
Reaction has desiccated upon arid sand.I am happiest playing Hamlet
Leering through a broken smile
Collecting plaudits when offered
As form reconstitutes into smoke and shadow.
Offering the occasional bow
I acknowledge a salutation or two
Returning thoughtfulness politely
As mother ever taught me.
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