So full of myself
I was sometimes
Aping the wise-crack
Do the wise men crack
open?
Who is so wise as to
know?
One was walking the
ledge
Did one know?
Who then is not a dull
wit?
How do they differ?
The thorn and the love
bite
How do they?
The dome of the wise
head
Can it grow bald?
The spark of the dimness
And the dimness of the
spark
Do they make things any
different?
The crack of the whip
The cracked earth
A cracked head
Am I not a crack?
Am I open?
Can I crack open?
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