John Wednesday' Fatal Flaw

he was a man so possessed by a lack of meaning of
it brought him years of good fortune as poet of
an age that he could taste the nothing of
the secret being in the misdirecting of
the it of a thing so mysterious the people's misunderstanding of
became the metaphor for an age he had by the balls of
its lack of connotation of
so that he could spellbind simply by reputation of
but in the end this was John Wednesday's fatal flaw

poem by Paul Bamberger
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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