THE SINGULAR TRAGEDY OF TRAVIS ALEXANDER
He was very witty, a talent most gallant.
He made you laugh and feel important.
Especially the women
he chivalrously courted.
He could give a talk
like the most brilliant of speakers,
could spout homilies like a learned sage.
Was destined to be the raconteur of our age.
But that one night in June
when the laughter died down
when the silence roared too profound
the surreal became the only game in town.

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This one is a mindbender. Excellent write.
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