• Tricia D. Wagner

Set the Night Singing #2.1

Fame means posthumous remembrance.

Acclaim means old money, old names.

The vacuum inside every person

Wants love

But the mask that it wears is a hunger for fame.

Fame, now, is basic - a part of the birthright,

Nobody bows out of the game.

The world in its frenzy for life everlasting

wants patrons.

No one dares broadcast the shambles of fame.


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