By joemama   

the dying greeting card
holds no meaning
signed in a distracted hand
giving no emotional content
for length of time that it makes it stand

translucent redactions
appear opaque when filtered by sunlight
not hiding their darkest secrets
that are not meant to be shared with the meek

casual observers from afar
sit like mutants on the sidelines
of a soccer match gone astray
when only the children care to move

open ended questions flutter like butterflies
looking for a place to land
for each cascading input
earthly costs abound

creating whirlpools of current
where only a ruthless joker dares to stand
people cast a skowful glance
meant to show derision
the joker only clicks his heels
and gleefully dances away

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I was bored