sidelined by a malaise

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.