Symphony of a ClownA Poem by John Stussy..... I need some serious help if I get as much enjoyment writing things like this as I did with this one. And NO, it's not about IT! Make that allusion and I'll castrate and/or behead you! :P Or at least, I'll wish I could.
Play those sweet blues old boy, Cry your tears in that corner. I’m feedin’ off that melody Of your pain-wracked sobs. Seein’ your delectable agony It’s makin’ my mind feel great As I pull myself every which-way Trying to decide which path to take. You see all these fishin’ lines? I’ve got different deteriorations, All sweet in their blissful roads, Each with another’s death in the end. Hmmm… Should I go down yonder, Where the little girl’s screams Sing like a siren’s call, Damned near irresistible? No, wait, there’s your wife, there! The agony of seeing her, Her witnessing your captivity, Now THAT would be a nice cacophony! Your voices blending in harmony With screams of mirrored misery! Sing my little tortured souls, Sing for the composer of this Hell, Give voice to your torment, And make this demon clown A performance rivaling Satan’s own song! © 2009 John StussyFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on September 9, 2008 Last Updated on August 1, 2009 AuthorJohn StussyAZAboutCook, writer, reader, musician. I don't bte, unless asked to or bitten first. My site's link is to some recordings of my poetry, and I might add some recordings of me playing my sax onto there too... more..Writing
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