by May 27, 2024 0 comments

I am crop circling
around the issue
never wanting
to get to the point
of no return
because it hurts
to laugh at slapstick
when I am the one
doing the pratfalls
and the one jumping
through hoops
where hope
and despair intersect
with much respect
to those who spin
lies and wear bow ties
and swat sadness
like pesky flies
I personally can
no longer fake it
to make it
or bake it
to take it
to a get-together
when I am falling apart
at the seams
like a scarecrow
stuffed with hay
only able to scare
happiness away

editors note:

When your bluebird’s got the blues… – mh clay

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