Some things in life will make your heart sink.

A poem I wrote today, about feeling somewhat down.

The carnival is over.

It just might happen one day.

Just some fun.

The clown is not having a good day although he is laughing. See his wife thinks that she has the upper hand. Their child is prim and proper and marvels at his parents argument in wonderment. And as for the clock, well time flies when you are involved in other things.

Clowns are funny.

What do you fear?

In need of pitchforks and stakes alight…

**Fata Morgana’s Stench.