While smiling at chirping grasshopper

by Lin McNulty

Again, you ask
About my angst,
My anger, and my aches
You balk not
At convoluted cryptic responses
Meant to dispel any attempt at reason
You spew magic
From eons here again
Straighten the mirror when necessary
One might think
You have long practiced
This healing deja voodoo skill

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