Clown Soul

With fortunate souls felt, yet neatly placed
the mediator finds resonance in renewed thought
Unbound and formerly erased
still we are in debt to all we’ve done today
healing other worlds in lesser words lightly relayed
forever free, we were systematically enslaved
mutable to a silenced change so crucial to obtain
in our loving exchange;
A jaded form resting upon gentle waves
fixed on an eternal gaze, from a glance
still far too strange, corrupt by such a peaceful end
as we once deny and so twice depend
on bitter truths with fragile memories sent
through light rays encrypting silence
synchronized to ascend
pretending to be emotional, I cringed
a falling out to the “Feast of Friends”
a dinner party for the demons
my higher self lovingly recommends
to which our radiance knows no bounds
signing off: soul of a clown


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