Alone
I yawn
and create
a parody song
About a girl
I used to know
She was a star
of a freak show
She's in you
She's in me
Her name is
Comedy
clown
clown
clown
clown
clown
clown
all
fall
down
Car door opens and soon they're
all over town
There's clowns in the streets
and it's up to my cankles
Clowns in the streets
and it's up to my trick knee
Clowns in the streets
all around Mianus
Clowns on the rise
and they're following me
Clowns in the streets
scream a river of madness
Clowns in the streets
and they're out after midnight
The make-up runs white
down the drain of the bathtub
The mimes are all crying
white rivers are seeping
Clowns in the streets
in a town in New Jersey
Clowns paint the roofs
and the palm trees of Venice
Clowns in my head
in this Indian summer
The Clowny young mongo
in sarcastic N.J.
Clown! screams the brain
as you pull on my finger
Clown lost his paint
as he swam in the ocean
Clown the red nose of hysterical
union
About the Creator
Joe King
"Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything, it just ticks off the possibilities." - Jim Morrison
These poems are from my book An American Parody, which is a tribute to the writings and poetry of Jim Morrison.
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