Excerpt from a Cycle
Across his prison
the Two Faced felon is
no longer married to lady justice now
picks affairs with lady luck casually
flips a coin yet
does it anyway while
the grass haired clown who grins
a red smile bittersweet thinks
the world is but
a Joke paves
the odyssey to
truth carved deep in his skin questions
the mastermind who Riddles
the
billionaire with questions because
he knows his face but
everyone knows his face alas
no one knows his face when
its silhouetted by a mask
guarded by a past
filled with tragedy he Battles windmills
to justify his existence as a Man
in a city marked with conflict
he glides
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