elsinor knows what slides
between the teeth of a comb
what dust motes float
between the curtains and
quietly watch crimes
in the bright light
and executions may be symbolic
and he may never have lost
his head, her heart, the hand at cards
if he plays soft and we
play right for him
and never tell
that we knew him well,
and loved him ever
as shape shifted shape
because he was so clever
and there was no reason
to use him thus
but it is not unjust
it is simply life
and he is not macbeth
and doesn’t have to fear
women or a ghostly knife.
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i am such a huge fan. you have a way with language.
(oh! so guess what? i wrote more of watercolors! i think that tom is becoming a bit too bitingly humorous, but i can't seem to tone it down. but i suppose that's what rewrites are for).
1) the first stanza made me think of twilight. i read them all again. so it's my fault. i'm sorry.
2) i love your slant rhymes.
3) hamlet doesn't have to fear a ghostly knife, just a ghost. though i suppose fear isn't really the right word.
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