There's no room in this world
for more than one right
in the head.
Everyone dead
is sane, and everyone here
but the judge is, shall we say?
Not guilty, by any means
you could justify by the ends
of your wits,
frayed to snap and saved
by your exceptional, limitless gift
to shit-shoot the gap, come loopholing back
with knack, grace and ease, overruled
by a technicality.
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