indifference has driven me into a ditch..
an original poem by me….
the stripes on my shirt remind me of a circus
i once attended
the clowns looked so sad , that when they laughed
i was offended
the whole place smelled of grief and
manure
when the show was over
i had never been bluer
so i slowly walked home
to my run down shack
i couldn’t wait for the
clowns to come back.
