SEND IN THE CLOWNS

The line is long

for the Ferris Wheel.

You wait.

And wait.

Then you’re on the ride.

You’re soaring high

above the crowds.

Feeling the wind

in your hair.

The ride stops short.

You’re at the top,

looking down.

You wait.

And wait some more.

Nothing is moving.

Except for the clowns.

Clowns are climbing the ride.

They’re pulling people from

their seats, and flinging

them to the ground below.

How could this be happening?

It could if it’s a dream.

I close my eyes,

praying it’s a dream.

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