Who can clown where the make up
Is made up from notions of a clownish sound
Catch me in the background
I pictured a frame that had me framing
Memories that had me tearing
Or tearing switch either way
I’ll be near if you’re wondering
Yet I keep this pace to keep my steps
In lowering to depths
When I submerge
My breaths won’t intercept
The feeling of a noose
Around a neck
The struggle is to wonder is it mine
Or a formidable foe
Also known as my own
Please provide an indent
If you thought then you know my known
How the treachery shouldn’t be
Then the sun rises and rays still see
Shadows of yesterday
Forecast how it will be today
Extra skips to make sure my circle
Rounds all angles in every way
If it’s explosions I pop shrooms
For adventures
Into calamity
I want the best
Don’t bring another casualty
My vision is the lyric
What I see, rhymes with my central being
every sentence leads to a point of what I mean