unreliable witness

the stories come easy to this one

he just lucks into everything

& I’m present

got my third ear open

listening to him sing

watching him sail along

like a swan serene

those webbed feet under

paddling like crazy

as his eyes surveying the scene

seeing how his words land

making sure to correct bum notes

take the group now his crowd along

the king reigning supreme

& I was there those times he talks of

a bit part player acting now as screen

to know now this was not how it was

but how or who am I to halt the raconteur

stop the flow of a good story

end the show?

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