Perpetrator Of Personas
© 2000, Herb Hasler
I am an actor, a perpetrator
of personas,
A pink flamingo in the devil’s back yard.
My compass of conscience faces north, my face south.
I dance around an orderly orchestra of truths.
The psychics predict me, but cannot begin to understand me
I’ve a license to reject compassion and steal innocence.
I am universal, without theme or prejudice
All I know, I obtained from the college of disdain
Each word I utter, a faux pas
Like a little white laboratory mouse, I am in endless supply