The clown card (Its a bit sucky.)
I am a card that people play when times are rough. They use me for their muse, my mind empty as the world goes loud.
The mind of mine that yells foul words to the mirror, my mask hardened against the tears of people.
My eyes dart around the world, trying to find a joke or two to cure a mood. Or two before my eyes rest with the heavens eye that shines. A spot light of a stage close to death.
My mind a muse for ones eyes. My brain wired to hide or run when times are hard. To play or perform a show.
A blackbird circles ahead watching my mind for tradgedy for the snack it feasts, a bird of tradgedy, it's wings spread to welcome my boney hands.
-Clown 04/29/26
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This, this is real
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How do you do it?
I don't exactly know. I just allow my mind flow onto the keyboard, and mix how I feel into them ^^ But we all write poems differently. :3
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How interesting! I will be back to talk more tomorrow, toodles!
Okay, toodles ^^
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Im back!
Hello
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How’s it going?
Not bad
Hello
i am just loving your poems they are amazing
i am just loving your poems they are amazing