Could be Astigmia, or a Phantasmagoria
M Sarki

Always a speech
turns the cusp
into matter.

What sly turn
a thwarter shows!
And waiting,

hiding behind his
stage of clatter,
is the line you

must have heard
about the horse
you came to see

him for. But O!
Your laugh kills
even the roaring crowd.

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