Curtain's Up!

Turning heads, making sounds

Turning directions that never ground

Here I am spinning round I found

Chasing Lovers that are never bound.

Wearing my socks with smells that hound

I walk in puzzles to hang around

Jagged but keen to everything renowned

How difficult it is to be a clown?

When no one sees you until you drown.

It’s all ok, as laughter turns your frown

Bottoms up kids, I’m upside down!

You smile, I grin, as you surround

But it’s to late for anything profound

Because the curtains are up forever mound

I’m in to deep to be unwound.

Do not astound!

You can always rebound;

There is plenty like me

Who in time will be crowned

Maybe sooner they redound,

But before, I will resound.

Nicilija Macklis