Circus Clown

From the time we use

to hang around.

If you saw me now,

you wouldn’t want me

around.

The time we once had.

Now you would only be

mad at me; And say: You

let yourself get run-down

like an old circus clown.

Freshly colored paint-

running down your

face-

Circus clown.

Once in place-Now frayed

thoughts and some place

else.

Not in tune to today’s

sound.

Running round and round.

Like an old shoe polished

but slow to go-

But ready to act out-

Ready to lend itself for

the glow and show-

Circus clown.

(c) 2009 May 2