The Cloudy Circus

Green tea for detoxification with honey
a cigarette and a blank page
make this moon fathomable
in my little knowing.

Outside cars roll through
and someone is using the water
in this apartment block
of my perpetuations.

Come to being my regurgitation
of seen and thought reverbs
caused from pain and laughs
in earths plane.

I am sane enough to worry
that money will never flow
from being a clown
in this city.


Author: leeethomas

Visual Artist, musician and writer from Australia. Interested in Love and the Mind.

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