Retarded Disfigured Clown

Learning to love life
By living through loss and mistakes
Lessons learned, then gradually surfacing
Letting go
Stripping naked to scream
I am not perfect, nor do I strive to be
I am alive in this world of face-first falls
And public breakdowns
I’m a retarded, disfigured clown
Dying to be heard for the simple art
Of letting this heavy wall finally fall
I’m an equal being of no race or color
A hallucination, if you will
Sneaking into the lives of strangers
And letting them fall apart to a new rhythm
Just to feel better.