Clowns. Poem by Kevin East

Let us be clowns.
Tears behind the make up.
Smiles in front of frowns.
A jolly facade
For the deeply scarred.
Where love is now
Out of bounds.
Only moonlight reflects
The saddest sounds.

Let us be clowns.
Red noses and poses
In outlandish dress.
We find the crushed roses
But don't mind the mess.
Laughter at sunrise,
Admire our finesse.
Heartbreak by sunset
That
Alone we possess.
Your heart has been squeezed.
And nothing has eased.
Your the latest
Basket case.
Just put on a happy face.
When romance does the rounds.
Dead men walking
As clowns.