The simplest queries I asked of you;
You didn’t find me worth the time
To answer a few.
Now your unanswered questions
Provide the only clue,
And I must be the cyber-sleuth
If I want to clear confusion.
But I don’t need to clarify
Or better understand Illusion.
Thanks for the mental image cache
But I already had a stash,
And for the very life of me
I still somehow am blind to see
What I thought I saw in you.
I’m the biggest greatest fool,
Cornered in my dunce’s cap and
Believing every other word that
You unloaded; The Utter Crap
The fool in me somehow believed,
A fool no longer, but Nonetheless: