a clown’s show for one

I want to lay–
down
somewhere close to the sea,
no one has to be there
(but it makes no difference even if everyone is.)

move my hands through the saline air
take everything I can receive–
they don’t see, do they?
I don’t see…

I will paint all life in colorless ink
while they shout in my ear,
but I won’t go,
I don’t move,
I never do.

they all can come,
they all can leave.

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