ask the other side
who knows as much
or as little or
as nothing
why laughter
is such a hard road
through tired skies
anguished fields
lost time
inquire why the easy smile
simple exchange
small talk
aren't easy
simple
small
at all
aren't his
to give
freely
or
forced
or
torn
from
his
lips
his worn frown is from
an ancient place of frowns
an ancient downing thought
unremembered
not wanted
not taken
not borrowed
from some sad clown
just feelings
somehow
forever
turned
upside
down
jppestana december 15, 2016
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