Walking through a world
without mirrors
seeking out the places
that live large in my mind, A world filled with
stage crafting archetypes
of all manners and sorts,
mostly blind to
their own reflections. A colorful raconteur,
the dour intelligentsia crowd,
the people pleasers,
those who wish
to exert exact control,
more rare are those
who want only to drift
in the current
of this universe
helping as they can
and feeling joy.