Shakespeare’s Fool

A literary hamartia, a bumbling idiot.
So many riddles. Why so cryptic?
Maybe if you had just said –
What you fucking meant,
So many of our conversations wouldn’t be dead.
Stop hiding what you mean,
Under pretence and self-esteem;
Tear off the bravado darling,
I never found your swagger charming.
Sociopathy is sexy but soppy is sweet,
Cynicism is cute till it becomes obsolete.
Unsaid words hidden under metaphors aren’t real,
Just tell me how you fucking feel.

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