monotonous clown

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we get naked we get wicked
free from the bored room of clothes
all we know is what we can see
but before we get too hung up on that
giggling and snorting like last night
somebody slipped molly some molly
stripped us of the freedom to choose
like somebody stopped the water mid-fall
ruining our postcards, and probably more


we wait in the dry like powdered milk biscuits
desert of life poised on the edge of the end
of our own making, the result of our deeds
which if it’s all the same to you is spite
taking care of her close cousin eyeing you with greed
these two inseparable despite the reservation in your invitation
yes of course we all share the same father
watching over us spinning if He’s not so busy evolving
new life forms glow in the distance while we wait in the past


our sweat cooks into a fog made dense by our tears
it’s too complicated to ever be solved by the simples
committed to giving their best, and worse, I think they’re sincere
they gift us their picnic baskets missing a lunch, just a prayer
emptied of thank you’s their smiles so generously empty
we thank them for thinking it was an act of god it was them all along
explains why our trophy shines as only plastic can do
sparkling a synthetic lattice of lies like the president’s threadcount
touting his inflated prestige, we count the lies in his lining


howling crowds confirm, once is enough, they are all in arrears
with the rookies attending imperfect innocence asking
exactly when was it that you, and we too, lost the fox?
here, start again until she gives your horn another blow
like the wind on the moon with its plentiful objects
the nitty gritty of so many words for the dirty haboob
though not as many as the pores of a single leaf
or the extra charge to fix the electrical after a storm
together we seize, in thrall to the double-chinned whore


it begins again, this summer the worst and probably the last
rearranging a life we thought we could own
the right to stay sane or at the very least the same
trying to remain calm as we wait for the news his departure is here
that sinking feeling when his weight refuses to lift
they say it is darkest in the finally before the dawn
until His discovery replaced Our forever with a fossil
the party ended when we could no longer carry his debts
so long we stayed too long, at last he got lost in the rough


his burden forever remains like a poisonous lead we carry as dread.

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