The Anti-Fool Cheat Code

Broken into Pieces

More easily Recognized

As bits that once Fit

Now too Dark

For me to Sympathize

With all of those mirrored Inflections

Dank Destruction

Imperfections

Distortions done in…

Half Past Fun

With little wit

Can never fit

Could never Run

But lay in Death

That Centrepiece

For all who chase the shadows beneath

Reflections still of Other’s Will

A Living Grave

Buried in Place

Six Numbers Under

Unlucky Seven’s Devil Face.

Cheers Lorenzo

Art by No-One