Art by Peter Mohrbacher
My words are void in the voice of man
but in the words of angels they strike the most.
My heart is there in good places
and yet a shadow within the bad.
My mind thinks a thousand thoughts at once
but at all the intervals of life they fall away.
I was once a man of comedy
but knowing the jokes did not make me a better man.
I am one who speaks for thousands…
…but only for one man at a time.