Untitled Poem on Irony

'The Comedy of Errors' by William Shakespeare
UNTITLED POEM

I want you to be my greatest coincidence,

to beat on the door of my innocence.

Shall we wrap ourselves in irony?

like some sort of Shakespeare comedy?

For there’s a danger in your smile.

It might trick me for a while.

I’ve been led down a path,

which i’ve not been.

All together unexpected –

chasing names like we meant it.

Avoiding some calamity,

with our clandestine revelry.

Do tell what’s your name?

And what is your trade?

A heartsmith or just a pretty face.

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inspired by a page from my ironic life.

OH. And while we’re talking about irony… love this.

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