Pierrot, a Lonely Soul
A lonely soul lying in the carriage
driving by the Grim Leaper is Pierrot,
the third class theatre performer who pretended to be happy
though he was sad hiding his loneliness behind thickened white makeup.
Pierrot who lying in the plain wood coffin,
not even a stem of flower on it, tears for the first time;
each time the carriage jolts, though it was unthinkable
to those who knew him, tears clearer than early morning dewdrops
roll down his cheeks.
[While he was alive,
tears were the luxury that were
way, way more than he could afford.]
Copyright © Su Ben | Year Posted 2015
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