I'm back in my car now
my wary eyes upon
this man without a shown self
who may suddenly opt to play
victim, rogue or villain
or who knows which of the Humours
on the stage
of this lonely amphitheatre
Cara, I like but poem, but wonder why you see him this way. There seems to
be a history you do not share with us.
Thanks.
Gary
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