In your darkest hour...

consider, a clown
becoming extinct
because...
he forgot how to think
and could only laugh;

only a swaying soul
worried in the world's circus.
re-telling the best jokes everas a meditation...
in the last wildwood
and with madmen,
to find the hidden answer,of a probable outcome,
please, trust the lost
wisdom of your toes
with a certain laugh
in-to hell.

Lost in tought between
a last crying ...
and a senseless
laughter.
Solely... a solo solitary
What a joke !
What a flamboyant hawkweed !

E.