(If you can’t laugh at yourself, you’ll be the only one not laughing…)

Oh ho! Oh ho! the mystic clown,

I mimic waves

And now spew Foam;

And, spilling madness,

Bite the ground;

Monocular, I strut

My one good leg,

Watching through

My one good eye

The Saprophytic faces.

They don’t even smile,

While I heap myself

A splendid sun of sawdust,

Then around it revolve.

They yawn as I, unfolding,

Disobey the Cosmos —

Stop their world to meditate —

My ruminating finger

In the slush-swamp of my nose.


The mystic clown:

Oh ho!

Oh ho!

Oh ho!

Pssst!  You made it this far so why not pop over to the right-hand side bar and subscribe to my FREE newsletter?  Until I get other people to voluntarily rave about it, I’m gonna have to be the first one you’ll read as saying: “Jay’s newsletter’s a hoot!” and “Chock-full of writing tips, it’s information rich, while entertaining and funny!” and “You’re gonna wanna jump aboard before Jay discovers how great it truly is and starts charging a huge subscription fee!”