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Fool Wisdom


You, and the king ideology,

and the crowd following it,

and the children, sponges,

all laugh at

the excluded,

the jester.

Wise guy, he laughs

with you,

fucks with your

blind cherishing

so hard

fixity is stunned

into fluid movement,


fooled through and through,

so that suddenly –

no jest –


of isolation and privilege

no longer rule.

Now you can cry

with others crying.

Now you can love

with joy.

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