There's an invisible
world around us, filled with nameless fears and invisible faces....
And cluttered
bizarre thoughts running stray,
And empty streets
like ashtray,
Some filled to the
brim with soot and clay...
And some clowns
throwing candies and licorice, rotten to the core,
People begging for
such sweet treats and more...
They grin through
the paint, grotesque and unique,
Ecstasy blended with
agony, and sunlit trees.
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