Scaring the clownsA Poem by Jon Roggie
Your act is old,
waiting for another to take your place. Flaunt your colorful demeanor, while I smile in the shadows. You bump into me in passing, confused by what should be empty. You often try to hide in the darkness, and I grin. You are trying to hide in me.. © 2014 Jon Roggie |
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1 Review Added on November 1, 2014 Last Updated on November 1, 2014 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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