Walk On the Wise Side

Slodes new poem : Walk on the Wise side The talking clouds,the talking clowns Feeling like they just do whatever Calling out everything but mystery But using it to squander a life a time forgotten The talking clouds,talking like clowns I just don't know where the infinite flame has gone All of mankind looks the same, no one accepts the blame When you find there is not enough time Water and Fire always one of them wins Who can say what a wasted life to what end someone enjoys no pain Beauty re imagined in the moonbeam of your smile Its the journey, the people that can feel the ground Its the dancing clowns that scare people Nobody walks too long on Pennywise Lane The cadence screams of the Killer clown We live it so life doesn't become so extreme Pennywise