Clown CircusA Poem by JRIt’s a clown circus, you know, a real shitshow as they tumble and stumble over each other trying to get into that car, a pinwheel of grease paint and honk honk and lol and low; What should have been so intricate balanced ordered like a waltz, delicate as a bud softly catching the dew is instead; Honk honk crash tumble everyone hurry, greasepaint and grin open the door, let’s rumble but for f**k’s sake don’t let the virus in. © 2020 JR |
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Added on April 10, 2020 Last Updated on April 10, 2020 AuthorJRPlacerville, CAAboutWriting again Interesting times to be living in, kind of a cool time to be a writer and documenting the world. more..Writing
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