Clown Circus

Clown Circus

A Poem by JR

It’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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JR
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Placerville, CA



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