I was wondering if clowns cry when they
Are alone, in the span of an hour. I don’t
Think happy people are always happy.
Neither are people who make us happy. In
Fact, most of them are very sad inside.
I was wondering if clowns cry when they
Are alone, in the span of an hour. I don’t
Think happy people are always happy.
Neither are people who make us happy. In
Fact, most of them are very sad inside.
Huge eyeballs bounce across the desert
Floor. Ovens cook chocolate chip cookies
And pizza for the crazy party we’re having
In a few minutes. Can you count the suns
Jumping down the road in rush hour speed
Of sound? I vote for more Cheetos and milk.
We were creeping up the back stairway,
When all of a sudden we heard a blood
Curdling rainbow crack out of a cream
Cheese sandwich in the garbage can. I
Gripped the pant legs of my sister until I
Heard the voice of a ghost sing the National
Anthem from the window sill. I jumped up
And ran like a son of a gun until my pants
Fell down. I realized I left my watch on the
Ground in the back alley. So much for time.
Flowers make smiles in circular tones.
Coffee brings home youths up all night.
Happy tango tooths smoke valuable
Couches. Unreal mountain tops tap tingling
Unwrapped presents. Do a funky sandwich.