Happy Clown In The Mirror
Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 5:49 am
This is a poem I wrote few months ago. So it's pretty old lol but give me sum feedback pls. The structure is a bit weird (and the whole poem acctually) but I like it that way.
White eyes, twisted face, wide smile, so dismayed
Jaw says crunch when it dislocates
You get wider smile when it's not in it's place
Black tear on his cheek, the clown in the mirror
No smiles no cheers, he ain't no hero
Black blood is flowing out of his earholes
Dear old weirdo hanging on a rope
His hands are sawed off, decaying beside him
He's trying to stretch out his head to see what I'm writing
You use to be happy, chubby-cheeked clown
Look at you cocky, old chap now
Your nose is scabby and your hair is charred
Put few more namenotes into the "Funny Games"-jar
Who's gonna play with the happy man today?
Pick up a name from the jar, it says "Little Jake"
Happy clown's makeup is cracking away
You took him into your room, oh how egregious you are
Is this how you think you'll heal your childhood's scars?
You were an effeminate man, using your momma's high heels
What a sick old man waited for you behind that Ford's wheel
I wrote him in too, I made him wreggle like an eel
I ripped his back with hot steel until he kneeled
Now sad clown, let's test your fear factor
Cus now the Scaremonger writes the last chapter
Maybe I'll skin you or make you choke on your own puke
Don't cry funny clown this is what happens to men like you
If I write you in, then you won't get out
Here comes my pen dear clown,ya can scream out loud
White eyes, twisted face, wide smile, so dismayed
Jaw says crunch when it dislocates
You get wider smile when it's not in it's place
Black tear on his cheek, the clown in the mirror
No smiles no cheers, he ain't no hero
Black blood is flowing out of his earholes
Dear old weirdo hanging on a rope
His hands are sawed off, decaying beside him
He's trying to stretch out his head to see what I'm writing
You use to be happy, chubby-cheeked clown
Look at you cocky, old chap now
Your nose is scabby and your hair is charred
Put few more namenotes into the "Funny Games"-jar
Who's gonna play with the happy man today?
Pick up a name from the jar, it says "Little Jake"
Happy clown's makeup is cracking away
You took him into your room, oh how egregious you are
Is this how you think you'll heal your childhood's scars?
You were an effeminate man, using your momma's high heels
What a sick old man waited for you behind that Ford's wheel
I wrote him in too, I made him wreggle like an eel
I ripped his back with hot steel until he kneeled
Now sad clown, let's test your fear factor
Cus now the Scaremonger writes the last chapter
Maybe I'll skin you or make you choke on your own puke
Don't cry funny clown this is what happens to men like you
If I write you in, then you won't get out
Here comes my pen dear clown,ya can scream out loud
hell yeah, collab sounds good!