I'd like to meet:
up and down through what i thought would be my future
became a dark reminder of what a rash and inconsistent faith
i've had in loving my true self and my true my love.
clown town - no shelter.
clown town - no anything.
clown town - single angel.
clown town - no exit.
my true mother smashed her hands
through the glass and fell out
of the privileged life of her dreams.
my true love has drugged herself into
not being able to pay her rent or
keeping her own words to her own self.
my true father has betrayed me over and over
and looked me in the eye.
my true self has become weak, and alone, and annoying...
and a true ridiculous dumb-ass.
clown town - revealing nothing
clown town - a flock of coots.
clown town - a single angel.
clown town - a big dumb kid.
clown town - no shelter.
clown town - no anything.
clown town - single beauty.
clown town - no exit.