The death of the serious clown - torn down from its pole, unsightly, like bird shit on a window
It didn't bring me joy, mirth, merriment
The serious clown was not interesting nor diverting
Fat - slow - not good reasons to enjoy its place near us in life
Not good reasons to enjoy its place near to us now, now that its dead
It did not have a sense of cool, sardonic, ironic, a suicide cool
Just a flat, fat, miserable blandness - lard, out-of-date, sitting on a shelf in a dead fridge
Could have fed the birds in the park
Could have collected stamps
Could have molested children
Could have smelt of piss
Could have - oh what, just who, just why - serious clown, I won't miss it now.
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