Some Cathy's Clown

Some “Cathy’s Clown” Tell you how peace In it’s solitude can break Convulsing to a raucous din Scatters the fragmentations of silence A severance Despite the quiet And if to spite the stern waves rolling In the distance Tell you how Under blue blazing skies The rain falls on reminders To a tilted hat and shoes splashed Chill wind in the oven shades Of sun remarked A fang of clouds hangs ponderous In the still wash Of a vacant sea Tell you how the engine Running mechanic and machine Shuffles its toted miles Upon a vista So damnable and serene The taste of its petrol Flowers in a plasma coursing The river and rivulet blood streams Tell you how deliverance Can turn a curse In a day filled life Full of wasted hours Just dangled by a noose In the donkey carrot Of wished for love Hung in stupidity Its broken peace I was at peace Till its solitude broke Convulsed itself to a rancorous din Scattered the fragments Of my silence And some “Cathy’s Clown” Doesn’t want to be In love Anymore Tell you how the wretched Lurches from table to table To drown his sorrow And dizzy slams his heart against An Everly Brothers tune Wanders home searching his feet Looking for the footsteps Of a one time peace He seems now To have never known Tell you how all these empty vacant spaces Can only be filled By you Tell you how Nothing I want Fills me any more