river’s wit

he spills lines
of darkness
infused
with light.

it is an
art.

the deft strokes
that draw you
in
to the battered heart
of the matter.

then you get to
know him.

he is hilarious.

kind.

generous.

and.

kind
of an
asshole.

that is his
secret.

a rapier like
wit.

you somehow find
yourself
enjoying
the cuts.

he might be
some kind
of
fucking wizard.

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