Dreams, I’ve had,
and thoughts in broad day,
now,
of doors both shut and locked.
Of bridges,
burned or broken.
Vision’s through wrong-way binoculars,
cleverly cartooned.
A safe distance.
But listen…just…
The clown is talking.
Brand "X" , and ACME, poems and stories. Surreal, sappy, funny, horrific, and human.
Oh, yes. The clown is talking…
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